The hearts that were connected were not signed by a contract,
But rather ******* by an imagined red string. //
Promises that came out from our mouths were definitely uncertain,
But to swear to god I will sacrifice every cells in me to make you happy.//
We definitely will have our rough times where you have no choice to let tears run down to your cheeks,
But I’ll make sure to keep the room warm and I’ll run to the next town to brew the tea that you like.//

You probably will doubt my choice of staying with you despite how our bridge seemed unstable at times over and over,
But this time I guarantee, I will kneel down the floor and ask you to marry me again, because I can’t ever have enough of having the happiest day with you.