The place where I walked with the person I liked.
The scenery I saw during that time.
Not looking back, I run past them now.
How did I come accross that?
Trying to stop, trying to find the meaning.
Maybe I haven't realy become an adult yet.
The things I'm seeing, the people I'm meeting.
Inside me, I'm just looking at the past.
To my future-self of 10 years,
Are you happy right now?
Or else are you sad and crying?
But beside you, theres something that wouldnt change
Without you noticing, have you been treasuring it?
With each day passing, I am hiding these feelings.
And time is the only thing I can chase.
Getting close behind someone else's dream
Will those days come back someday?
To my future-self of 10 years,
Who do you like right now?
Or do you still like that person?
But before you try to love somebody else,
Would you say that you are able to love yourself?
Those people you hold dear, are they still beside you?
Or are they far away, and walking their own paths?
But when those meetings and partings repeat,
Would you be more wonderful than who I am today?
To my future-self of 10 years,
If you are happy right now,
Would you remember me that day?
Even though I was crying in pain that time,
Kindly change these tears into memories.
