there are about ten folders in my phone, i guess.
one for each to call in the different moment of life.
i wish i could switch all ten of them to that one only.
again. because just with one i would be satisfied..

but i can not recollect, why i felt other way in April,
jumping about all the house when the call actually came.
and why i did nothing that time. when the moment was.
no matter how you look at it, that time i was so covered.
protected. and felt it so much important as everything else.

i could be small and needy about my future, toohache, questions.
i could as for everything and everything i would have been granted.
that is such a miss, i asked for much care, stability and devotion.
in the very end, i was the one, being there only half-heartedly. yes.

i do not believe in periods.
everything can be turned back, replayed, forgiven and reunited.
everyone could be back to everyone, if there is enough craving.
but now, asking it back, much of it i will be forcing against time.
i know it.

i am the one to be blame, of course. but. just give me that back.
i am not asking for everything else. pretty much of a glory of that
someone, who has more than enough, but just a little bit else.
something, mine only. something, i would treasure this time surely.
something, i would fight for like hell.

you are not much older than me. but you are so much of a need.
back than, now, always. do i have any rights left? i do not know.
いつでも来れるって言っても…　まだあるかな。あるって信じたいんだよ。