Knowledge of you stored in my head,
it makes it’s way deeper into my heart.

This is where you live.

You’re the existing logic that makes a placeholder out of me
and my heart.

As a memory.
A feeling.
A thought.
A beat.

I feel you in this heart of mine.
'Cause the words I say for you, are.

They're coming out of my head.
And the values ​​are transferred.

Makes my heart beat faster.
It's more complicated.
More difficult.

You give me a reason to believe.
'Cause if I can't believe in you and me, what's left?
I choose to believe.
Until the day I die.

Only your name
It spreads through me
And it makes me more alive.
More alive than ever before.

Old friend — you’ve sacrificed too much for my ignorant pride
loving me.

I recognize you you.
Your presence, and what it meant.
To me.
To you.

I acknowledge your kindness in your honesty,
which is the purity of your heart.

You were patient when I couldn't understand how you needed to be loved.

You let me be myself.

Loved me anyways.

Even if being myself was not enough.
Not enough to give you fulfillment in happiness.

You lost sight of the dark shadow for me.

On my darkest days
You showed me...