ふと浮かんだ素敵な例え 君は道端に咲く薔薇の花 手繋ぐように真横に咲いている 花を僕に見たてればボツだ 意図せず浮かんだ例え 君は空を優雅に舞うアゲハ ふと目と目が合うようなポジションに 僕がいるから邪魔だ 君とは会えない もうすぐ会えない 空の向こうに僕は行くから 最終回がこんにちは お誕生日ケーキに火を灯した ロウソクを100本消そう 君を忘れられた記念の数 あと何100本消そう 君のことを忘れられんのよ まるで君は勝手に母さんの 口紅を使う子供のようだ 悲鳴上がるほどの悪戯も 思わず笑ってしまう 雲一つもない 君一人いない あの青空に僕は喰らった 明日明後日も生きるため やめなきゃいけないこと全てやめた ただし君のことを除いてさ 素敵になってしまいたい 君は僕を何に例えるだろう 願いを言ってしまいたい 君をそばに置いて欲しいんだと 数秒が数時間に数時間が数日に 変わるならいいのにななんて 最近思うんだ 忘れたい 忘れたい 忘れたい もう君を忘れたい 忘れたい 忘れたい 生きることすらも忘れたい 忘れない 忘れない 忘れない もう君を忘れない 忘れない 忘れない 夜明けが来るなら盛大に祝いましょう お誕生日ケーキに火を灯した ロウソクを100本消そう 君を忘れられた記念の数 あと何100本消そう 果てしないね 素敵になってしまいたい 君は僕を何に例えるだろう 願いを言ってしまいたい 君をそばに置いて欲しいんだと

A wonderful metaphor suddenly came to mind: You’re like a rose blooming by the roadside. If I imagine myself as the flower blooming right beside you, it doesn’t work—it just doesn’t fit. A metaphor slipped out unintentionally: You’re like a graceful swallowtail butterfly dancing in the sky. If I happen to be positioned so our eyes meet, I’m just in the way. I won’t see you anymore—I won’t be able to see you soon, because I’ll be heading beyond the sky. “Hello” is the final episode, I lit the candles on your birthday cake. Let’s blow out a hundred candles— as many as the times I managed to forget you. How many more hundreds should I blow out, before I can truly let you go? You’re almost like a child who uses their mom’s lipstick without permission. Even mischief wild enough to make people scream makes me smile in spite of myself. Not a single cloud in the sky, not a single trace of you, but I get swallowed up by that blue sky. Just so I can live tomorrow and the next day, I gave up everything I needed to— everything except you. I want to become wonderful, I wonder what you would compare me to? I want to make a wish— I want you to stay by my side. A few seconds turning into hours, hours into days— if only time could change like that, that’s what I’ve been wishing for lately. I want to forget, I want to forget, I want to forget— I really want to forget you. I want to forget, I want to forget— I even want to forget what it means to live. But I won’t forget, I won’t forget, I won’t forget— I’ll never forget you now. If dawn comes, let’s celebrate big, I lit the candles on your birthday cake. Let’s blow out a hundred candles— as many as the times I managed to forget you. How many more hundreds should I blow out? It feels endless. I want to become wonderful, I wonder what you would compare me to? I want to make a wish— I want you to stay by my side.