I thought I already told you everything.
But there's something left to say.
It's been almost 15 years.
Of course, I know this is not cool.
It doesn't suit us.
Because it ended well for all of us.
I've never made a promise like theirs.
I thought it was lame.
The romance of youth was too immature.
That was obvious.
They've grown up pretty cool.
But I'm still the same as then.
Sometimes I wonder how you are now.
I chose reason over emotion.
We've all made our own stories.
What if I had promised you?
Would that have changed our stories?
Maybe I'll be like this for the rest of my life.
I'm the only one stopped at that time.
And this old melody will live on forever.
I've decided not to deny it.
It's not bad either.
I'm just fine with that.