| At the moment
I have six blogs/SNS to attend to
and it's wearing me out
As much as it pains me
I am leaving here
In terms of blogs that require regular updating
Right now I'm working on reducing
to three
One that the majority of current school friends use
One that my Aomori coworkers and select friends read
One that is just miffymiao
A link for the final one on the list will be up soon.
Please come visit me from time to time.
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| hanging against
the backdrop of
a matte pastel navy
a painting
I could stare at
for moments
before turning
my back
and move forward
giving up
the ones out of reach
is not easy |
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| More ease with time
was what I needed
to avoid not saying enough
to get the message across
"This is a song about taking photographs with your eyes. Sometimes, they remain in our memories longer than actual photos. Sapphire Skies."
I repeated the title in its Japanese translation
A sky blue veil of light fell across the piano keyboard and my lyric book
The only song out of the six I did last night
that I did not rely on anything but memory
This song has come a long way
to arrive in its present form
Spring break will be spent on reading and song-writing.
It's been a while since I wrote something new.
Something short and sweet.
There comes a time
When the blue in your eyes
Turns into the skies I take
I can only take hold of
this much of you
There comes a time
After long separation
The clouds remain in
Sapphire skies
It comes with a realization
That the first light I felt
remains true
Just a look of your eyes
The segments soon arise
The scenes between you and I
Flow back so clearly
Because of you
I feel I have no voice
to put forward
the words shall stay right here
But I feel I have no choice
but to come forward
with the words I dare not say
May I be with you
May I be with you
I know I may not be the kind
to say that my mind will always be here
May I be with you
May I be with you
I said I'll try to be the kind
to say that my heart will always be here
So give me one more try
give me one more try
Do you have a little time
before my thoughts entwine
before I lose my mind
All I need
is a million second
of your time |
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| It's past midnight right now
and I just woke up
Until 6p.m. yesterday
I was a walking corpse
created by concentration from 2a.m.-2p.m.
I gave myself too much leeway
when I decided to convince memory
that the deadline was the 18th instead of the 8th
When I eventually accepted reality at 2a.m.
A strange energy surged within
I flipped through magazines for ads
typed and typed
without sleeping a wink
The half dead half alive sensation
was nostalgic of college days
Someone quietly said
Welcome back
to the fluttery world
::I skipped practicing piano for two days straight; what will become of me on Sunday is a riddle:: |
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| Multitude everyday
It's always been there
We just haven't noticed its existence
I had a question to ask
But my mind was preoccupied by having to chase after the words
the professor and three other classmates were spitting out as effortlessly as breathing
The hours and days I had spent reading
No ones knows but me
P.S. 1/17 --- Kobe finally snowed. Albeit windily for a mere three minutes, when the professor was in mid-sentence. It was drastic enough to make him regret hanging his laundry outside. |
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