Moonlit Petals

Moonlight trembling on the river's face, the same way home as that day. Only the words I never said still remain inside my chest. The seasons have turned again and again, the scenery has changed just a little. And yet this feeling that never fades kept looking up at the night sky.

Even when I try to forget, every time I see the crescent moon, it's always your gentle smile that rises in my heart.

Beneath the hazy crescent moon, I was searching for you. Even across the time that kept us apart, there's a feeling that never changes. Beyond the petals scattering in the wind, I found a face I used to know. If I could see you once again, this time I won't let go of your hand.

In the crowd, I suddenly caught sight of a profile that looked just like yours. Before I knew it, I had stopped walking — there were nights like that too. Even the days I spent going the long way round feel like they meant something now. Carrying my wish on the night wind, I kept on walking.

Looking up at the hazy crescent moon, I quietly called your name. When you turned around, your eyes were just the same as that day. Beyond the turning of the seasons, fate overlapped once again. At the sound of your "it's been a while," the moon smiled gently down on us.