My pictures, the gift boxes, which I gave you to keep them.

White frame, Our photo which was beside the lamp.

But now, no place to be. Knowing you must be annoyed to keep them.

  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

If you're gonna love him, live for him. You've gotta forget my stories.

My pictures, those gift boxes. They must not be found.

But don't throw them away. Please send them back to me. 

And you don't have to be annoyed to send them directly.

  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Those stories, from yesterdays, I keep them myself.

You should love him, live for him and get together permanantly.

I just wanna see you all are close to each other.

The very old stories, you don't have to keep them.

  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Send them by the post, if you don't wanna see my face.

Just write my address, might not feel bad, mightn't you?

The address I gave you is still same. Same as you ,once, sent the love cards to me.

Today, If you wannna give all the love and the relationship back to me.

I've still used the same address.

  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

No matter how you feel, I use the same address.