Not friends, but not lovers, we're in between

Words of invitation that are simply sweet are a sensationless poison
My interest is not peaked by things like that
Life isn't something that you throw away
When things don't go your way

When I'm suddenly asked "what's wrong?" I just say "no, nothing"
The smiling face that disappears after "good bye" isn't like me
The more I wish that I want to believe, the more painful it is
It's more like you to say "I like you" more than "I love you"

When you suddenly remember people you were about to forget
I honestly want to be happy
when I think of the whiteness of the snow that builds up

More than diamonds, I want a soft, warm future
I want to spend my limited time with you
For some reason it's painful when you say "Thank you"
The unbreakable magic after "good bye" is weakly bittersweet
The flavor of life