Looking for you Love
Why is it, I wonder—
Without even realizing it,
I was always thinking of her.
In fleeting moments, I searched for her with my eyes,
always gazing at her.
Through her,
I thought I was seeing something like love…
At the turning of the seasons,
when the green of grass and trees grew vivid, we met.
The proud look on your face as you spoke of trivial things—
I was completely captivated by it.
Your slightly low voice felt simply comforting,
and I mistook the feeling
that happiness awaited behind you.
More than the flowers and grasses swaying in the breeze,
it was you who healed me.
There was a peace that existed only between the two of us,
and at that time, it was surely there.
I was simply watching
the love that had begun to sprout between us…
When, where,
and why did we change?
No matter how I dwell on it, my thoughts never reach the past.
You may be doubting me now,
but I truly loved you.
With eyes untainted by anything else,
with a straight, hidden heart,
I looked only at you…
You cut your hair, didn’t you?
For someone who isn’t me.
Something so strong that it made you cut
that long, beautiful hair—
what on earth changed you?
Was it your encounter with him?
Or was it… something else?
Even as I look at the softly blue-tinted grass and trees,
there is still a hollow in my chest.
The only one who can heal me is you.
What I truly sought
was a quiet, earnest love shared by two.
Today again, I am filled with melancholy,
gazing at what should have been—
the love that once sprouted between us…
Even now,
I am still searching
for the love that should have been born between us that day…
