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Moon at Daytime

Your love was just an illusion, wasn't it?


You left me alone, in no notice to me.


When I look up to the skies, I picture your face, smile, all about you.



That summer was so hot to us. As this summer, physically, but mentally, completely differed.


Vague simmering light of heat haze tempted us look over for the far mountains.
At the time I was never thinking of your absence from me, there also you?


But the time had come to me.



So all daylong, I was never doing anything for a while in those days.
But at one day, I decided to restart something, this song is that result.


Usually, hidden moon at daytime sometimes makes your appearance shown to me, either.


And let me hear you, all what you talk to me, now!


Once ever I thought my future with you would be over that mountain, but either it is now seen so tiny bubble, you know!


If you suddenly talked to me, how are you spending your life?, saying so, I'd answer you, just that saying is slightly different, at least to it from you to now me, I'd tell you, if I met you, just so out of the blue, in my near future.


But at the time, daytime hidden moon we've ever watched must never talk anything to us, coz only daytime paler moon watches everything around all of us.


And, at the moment, we accidentally find it, we'd get a little cooler moments for a while.


(Aug. 5, 6th. 2020)