The hands of dark cloud grasping the crematory.
A group of black crows covers the light from the sky.
Suddenly, one of the crows flew down beside me.
It seems that it can see my depressed state.
How much longer will you let this rain continue?
I felt that I heard a voice.
He is still watching me. The mood of sorrow.
There was sadness in the eyes. The mood of sorrow.
There is no one.
There will be nothing any more...
Despite my efforts not to cry. I shed my tears.
There was nothing but the sound of sepia colored silence of rain.
The pain won't go away.
The reality will never change.
I lost my hope when you were gone.
All that is left will be memories.
But the evening sun goes down today.
And the morning sun will rise tomorrow.