Fluttering fireflies
Why is it so hard to say goodbye?

A new girl
In a new place
Lonely, yet to be loved
But what if there's no love
What if I lose myself in the hatred
Then, then, WHAT of the outcome?

The present is merely like fireflies
Whipping wings in the dancing sky
But not long after
They will be gone
Engulfed in the empty spaces, forgotten, forlorn