I wasn't lying when I said,
You were the wildflowers that bloomed the garden of my heart.
For their existences brighten my gloomy world.

I wasn't lying when I said,
The scenery was beautiful yet majestic.
For truthfully, you're that scenery.

I wasn't lying when I said,
I fell in love with that scenery (read: you),
As much as you love the pureness of white Halstatt.

I wasn't lying when I said,
I prayed for us to end well too.

For not a second goes by,
That I don't think about you.