As I keep on walking, I can’t help but wonder
as the snowflakes melt in my outstretched hand
if maybe someday we’ll meet again
and finally be able to tell each other how we really feel
► White X’mas | KAT-TUN
What use is it to hold onto something that is scattering? Only the heart will hurt more. But again I wonder, what is the purpose of living like this? I wonder if we’re sometimes standing in the same memory. I wonder if sometimes, time has stopped for you too.
