Reminiscent of the lost

Several days ago,

I put my diary in order by days.

When I was reading the past memory,

I found the way of my life "capricious."

No matter what method I tried,

it's difficult for me to get rid of what I care.

Especially, the relationship and my affection.

Though, people said that tomorrows are always fresh-new days with no mistakes,

what I want fundamentally is only a friendship as bossom friends.

Good friends yesterday are lost strangers today for me and others.

And now, I can't waste too much time on my lingering thoughts.

Just make a wish (seems so far away...) that everything will go its own way.