The pale pink of the cherry blossom petals dissolves now, into countless, dazzling stars.
Together with the huge, bright moon, the stars gently shine on everything they love. They shine down on that girl, who cried until she ran out of tears. She's all worn out now, tucked up in her warm bed.
She doesn't need to cry. There is no way our journey into the night sky could be a bad thing. Even if something bad were to happen, then we would face it head-on, and respond by using every bit of wisdom we've gained.
We must use our knowledge and our words in order to become happy.
We have to believe in that.
How is a life any different from this universe without end?
The proof that we were here…in this cycle of death and rebirth, it will never really disappear.
Not for all of eternity.
You see, there are countless seeds of memories left behind in that girl's heart. They'll allow her to imagine a whole new universe.
So, she really doesn't need to cry.
But that's surely what you'd call "love."
Look that person in the eye and say it.
Without fear. Without doubt.
'I love you.'
Until those words reach the person in front of you, say it, over and over again…
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I wrote this song for Victoria Justice, and she bought it. Now I'm a professional singer-songwritter writter.
Spring is usually rather hectic for me, too.
Best of luck with everything! :)
you gotta try night is short
for sure
tryna find a stable job
i see your favs have improved since we last talk
I hope you'll have a wonderful one.
Best regards,
Sussch
that shit is good
I feel like people are baiting me into wasting time. I need answers now.