The diary that remained unopened for so long...   It's not that I've forgotten it...   Countless feelings of love   Are soaked into those pages...      Softly, I open it... Even on uneventful days   I wrote everything in everyday   Just like a photo album, it makes me recall...    That I'd felt such feelings    Even on nights when I couldn't meet you   I remember all the fun times   The ending of a day   From this diary, I feel I've gotten to this point so fast   As if in the time it takes to say "Ah," it continues on   Things will change      When I remember, I feel a bit embarassed   It's so heart-warming... I hope you don't see it      You touched me with tender feelings   Without being afraid of the sun   I feel like I can go on   Just the way I am      Even if someone calls, you reply curtly   Was it that much of a nuisance?   Even if I expect that, my feelings   Are beginning to go somewhere far away      You avoid my gaze... why is that?   If I knew, it would erase all my fears      I wonder if I should start writing again...   I'm sure I will, starting with the next time   I'll be overflowing with gentle words   Which will fill up my emptiness