*anemone*_ the vivid coloring wind was overflowing, dancing with time, with two people that were floating in the air, exchanging profound words. hey, in case that you may not be there, is it fine if I stay here?... so that even alone and afraid I can laugh. a flower was coming through the sand, to meet silver-colored rain. two people that were floating in the air, exchanging profound words. hey, in case that you may not be there, is it fine if I stay here?... so that even alone and afraid I can laugh... so that I can sing because I understand I close my eyes and recall the memory of you being here again. Why is it shining even now and piercing me?... hey, in case that you may not be there, is it fine if I stay here?... so that even alone and afraid I can laugh...