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Her heart beats harder
She can feel it through her chest
She's smiling at you
Her arms are open
Waiting for you to run into her arms
You break her heart
You walk right by her
Without a word
No apology or look of regret
You've forgotten about her existence
She puts a brave face on
Puts her arms to her side
And walks away
She's crying inside
Hysterical
She loves you
And she thought you felt the same
She looks back at you
And remembers you forever
She knows
You'll never love her again

I cry each time I read these lyrics. I'm a punk weakling that's too emotional for my own good, I know but when you miss someone you truly care about. What are you to do when you read this?

When you say thank you to me,
for some reason it hurts,
Like a magic spell that doesn’t
get undone even after the good bye.
a hint of bitterness.
The flavor of life

Stuck midpoint between friends and lovers,
like an un-riped fruit dreaming about the day of harvest
because of being unable to just move one more step forward
what’s causing this frustration baby

When you say thank you to me,
for some reason it hurts,
Like a magic spell that doesn’t
get undone even after the good bye.
a hint of bitterness
The flavor of life

Sweet talk and tasteless conversations.
it sparks no interest in me
even when things do not go the way you want
it doesnt mean you’ve thrown your life away

When asked ‘ whats wrong?’
I answer ‘its nothing’
The smile that disappears after goodbye
It’s unlike me

The more i wish to believe in you,
For some reason it hurts even more
‘i like you a lot’ instead of ‘i love you’ sounds more like you
the flavor of life

the period when you suddenly remember the scent of someone you had almost forgotten
I want to be able to openly and honestly cherish the white purity of the falling snow more

A future tender and warmer than a diamond
i want to grasp it, in this limited time we have, i want to spend it with you

when you say thank you to me,
for some reason it hurts,
Like a magic spell that doesnt
get undone even after the good bye.
a hint of bitterness
The flavor of life

The song's in japanese, get over it.