The diary that remained unopened for so long...
It's not that I've forgotten it...
Countless feelings of love
Are soaked into those pages...

Softly, I open it... Even on uneventful days
I wrote everything in everyday
Just like a photo album, it makes me recall...
That I'd felt such feelings
Even on nights when I couldn't meet you
I remember all the fun times
The ending of a day
From this diary, I feel I've gotten to this point so fast
As if in the time it takes to say "Ah," it continues on
Things will change

When I remember, I feel a bit embarassed
It's so heart-warming... I hope you don't see it

You touched me with tender feelings
Without being afraid of the sun
I feel like I can go on
Just the way I am

Even if someone calls, you reply curtly
Was it that much of a nuisance?
Even if I expect that, my feelings
Are beginning to go somewhere far away

You avoid my gaze... why is that?
If I knew, it would erase all my fears

I wonder if I should start writing again...
I'm sure I will, starting with the next time
I'll be overflowing with gentle words
Which will fill up my emptiness