The world, such a meaningless place full of pain...
When somebody dies no matter how dear to you they...

~Lockers~
Looking through the hallways there is one object...

The Ever Elusive
You were happy once...

The Rain
Looking through the window as if I was looking...

Hurt feelings rushing through my mind, a heart...
The past has gone...

Little by little, I loved you
Not knowing a reason or understanding why...

A provisional happiness,
the great sufferings of the secret names...