To My Old Little Friend

I was wandering in the room of memory

Something glittering through the dust caught my attention ――

I was giving you a piggyback

And walking once around the place of memory

With tears running down on your cheeks

I was leaving there

Because I had to go to a new place

I didn't cry

I didn't know what was given to me

I wonder how old you are now

Maybe you're enjoying bittersweet youth

Or maybe you're lost anyway

And you would have forgotten me

But you are still living within me

As my love towards whom

I'm going to spend my life with

So let me hold your hand as you did for me

Love yourself and you will see me