Twice by 365 days knitting durable relation,

and we finally made the scene to the finish line. 

Turbulent days spent as a blooming journey with great companies; 

ten heads in one path, 

understood naturally the perfect timing to let each of them shine.

With all the persuasion to laugh the torment away 

and to go through it hand in hand for one another, 

everyday felt like picnic.

Twice by 365 is not enough to gather all groovy things with you.

If we might do it again, what another 365 would be?

The first time we tuned in, the joy also walked in.

Then we wanted to do it again for the second time, 

and the friendship happened unanticipatedly.

Until the last time we play on the beat,

I collected a pack of our memories to linger in my pocket.

And for another time coming ahead, 

I am hanging in the hope that distance would be just trivial.

The brainless wrap over you gave me the slip more than just once.

Even so the speck of trace about the thing you've been through points up the paradox.

Yet your core is stronger than anything 

so you can stand steadfastly strong,

effortlessly.

It's the gift of yours caught in my field of vision to stay calm in every calamity onward.

The gleam you have twinkles merrily,

and you already know it better than anyone else;

to let it gloom by the fear would be such a waste.

Albeit the fear will always be there,

we can just let it sink.

As the future is not ours to see,

miracles are also likely to arise in every step we take.

You said the sun is not enough for you, and I kinda agree.

You see that you need another bigger star to feel its warmth,

to melt you down,

to be content;

I guess it's true.

You just gotta conceive that the bigger star you need,

dwell inside you.

I got the same shade of stone you hold all this time,

and you found another shade of stone I had in my suitcase.

Sure, each of our minds processes differently very often, 

but surprisingly yielded the same thing when all is said and done.

Whatever happens soon, know that I won't always agree except for your lasting happiness.

In every bliss and gloom of the day,

having the fun packed neatly on your shoulder is the first thing you need to do;

that's what we always did.

Glad to fight past battles with this kith and kin

I am doing fine, and I hope your soul too.

To let you go is actually an easy thing; I can do that all day, but not in this way. If this was a punishment then this is the best that i deserve, as the sadness lingers literally until today. But still i am doing fine. 

It's ok, isn't it? I hope it is. Still I hope every corner of the street, every book on the shelfs, every anime soundtrack I listen, and every other good thing in the world I find will remind me of you. 

As I was always running in the past, i'll keep running even today or in every other day. Just i know that from now on i will sometimes stop for a while everytime your name pop in my head. And then after the sadness lessen, i'll run again.

You know I won't stop running; i hope i am not gonna stop remembering you too.