It's kind of hard to describe what it's like.
So I need you to imagine something...

You believe that -
Since I'm still breathing...

It's like drowning in your own thoughts.
Like you're being suffocated...

I’m glad we met,
under no grand sign...

Though we have had our differences,
split and got back together...

A vow made by two,
embroidered within heartbeat...

Just can't seem to stop myself.
Am I ever going to be...

The warmth that slipped from her palm will stays
the same just like before her death...