Alone in the room that is more spacious than usual, it’s over, guess it’s over. One mistake, got a one regret. “Nobody is perfect”, even if I try to say and hear it, the pain won’t heal no matter what.

Right now, if I could ride a time machine and go to meet you, I wouldn’t wish for anything else, before the memories become distant and fleeting. I need a time machine.

Time slows to a crawl when I’m by myself, the punishment for my mistake is severe. The last words that you left behind, even now, I can’t stop [re-playing] the refrain. My heart still hurts.

Just one mistake, just one regret. Even now, I still love you selfishly.

If I’m able to meet you passing through time and space, even if it’s heading to the same conclusion, I’m sure, there won’t be any regrets remaining.