The sound of the streaming rain mixing into nothingness here at these ruins   I remember the brittle void in which the girl is still seemingly waiting for someone   Whats the reason that I can't move my frostbitten fingers from there?   At my feet, theres a single small beautiful "flower"      That retreating figure   Was as if at any time it would become a husk   And crumble apart   Without being able to stop hiding the pity in my heart   I shut my eyes I can't feel anything   And the groan of regrets that you've told me well up inside   That person won't return...      A person who has left us without   Saying even "I'm home" to you      Being lost in the repeating hollow's sound of swirling rain   Lost in the scraps of doubts painted in the scarlet coloring   The frozen hollows wounds can't be healed   I've decidedly already stopped believing in to continuing usual days      The girl with tears spilling quietly called the person who left...   Somehow it was my name and she realized that I wasn't there   Me who couldn't accept the zero and closed my "eyes"   It seemed as if I would lose all my memories with you   I'm sorry... I'll return here