The ocean breathes salty, won't you carry it in?

意思疎通不能
by プロフィールを是非 @Pixiv

Well that is that and this is this.
Will you tell me what you saw and I'll tell you what you missed, when the ocean met the sky.

You missed when time and life shook hands and said goodbye.

When the earth folded in on itself.
And said "Good luck, for your sake I hope heaven and hell are really there, but I wouldn't hold my breath."
You wasted life, why wouldn't you waste death?

You wasted life, why wouldn't you waste death?

How can I stop feeling guilty?

Today, Jem, the girl who I disliked in junior high and is now my "friend" in my new school, asked me: "What do you plan on doing after high school?"

She asked because I hadn't finished my English essay. I haven't even started.

I smiled and said, "I don't know. I'll decide when I get there."

She seemed shocked by my answer.

She asked, "Don't your parents want you to do anything? Like want you to become something?"

I said, "No, not really."

She said, "Well, that's kind of good then. You can decide on whatever you want."

I told her, "But I don't know what to decide on, so I'm just like whatever."

"But there's no pressure then. Your parents aren't pushing you to do something you don't like."

I stopped thinking about it. I knew I could've thought of a million and one things to say to her, but I stopped thinking.

The ocean breathes salty, won't you carry it in?
In your head, in your mouth, in your soul.

The more we move ahead the more we're stuck in rewind.

Well I don't mind. I don't mind. How the hell could I mind?

I don't care. Why do you make me pretend like I care?
I don't want to talk to you. I don't want to see you.
Stop talking to me.

Well that is that and this is this.
You tell me what you want and I'll tell you what you get.
You get away from me. You get away from me.

Leave me alone.
海
I'm just an empty soul.