I cower in a box alone
I lower my breath alone
Alone, it wouldn't occur to me to connect to someone else
My repressed heart sobbed loudly... didn't it?
The square patch of sky I gaze at from the bottom of a box transforms deeply to white, blue, red, black
If they are in reach should I reach out my hand, they will knock
A place to return home to that I lacked
And the precious memories that I lacked
For the first time, it's occurred to me that I want to protect someone
An unhesitating "Welcome home," a hesitant "I'm home"
What was thrown inside the box was death and light, smiles, freedom, and such is very awkward, and
The depths of my heart are clamoring loud enough that even fate may be changed
Even if my demise should approach
Even if, for example, the time I go back to being alone comes
The sky I surveyed upon breaking the box was
The wish I seized upon smashing the box was
That I would sire infinite strength by your side, and it would resemble the stars that illuminate one, two, three nights
Say, the truth is, I've been waiting, haven't I? For the sound of their footfalls