Namida

Last night I decided to sleep early; I was excessively tired. I had a dream about a campaign to save a baby who didn’t look like a baby at all, but rather like a finger with a smiley face. In the midst of it all I opened my eyes, and immediately afterwards I felt how they welled up in tears. I couldn’t believe it, but I was crying in the middle of the night for practically no reason. Well, supposedly there was a reason, but it was related to the dream (something like a last-second revelation that crashed into a sad piece of reality), and now that I’m awake it makes no sense at all.

The reasons don’t matter to me. What’s left from this bizarre moment is the watery sensation in my eyes, a fierce river flowing through my sclera, a heavy waterfall on my cheeks, Amélie dissolving into a pool on the tiled floor. It was close to drowning, as if my soul were swimming in saltwater…

Aka kiro himawari daidai gunjou ajisai

Aka kiro himawari daidai gunjou ajisai

Nami ni Tadayou tsuki no hikari

konsui no naka tsuki no hikari

oyogu hitori kurai umi wo

Nami ni Tadayou tsuki no hikari

konsui no naka tsuki no hikari

hashiru hitori kurai sorawo

anata ni aeru nara

Aka kiro himawari daidai gunjou ajisai

Aka kiro himawari daidai gunjou ajisai

oyogi hitori ukai yamiwo

anata ni aeru made

Aka kiro himawari daidai gunjou ajisai

Nami ni tadayou…

—Buck Tick, Gessekai

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