This morning, I come to my table once more,
A cup of coffee gently steams,
Warming hands that feel weighted down
Again and again, I type my goodbye,
But I always delete it, hoping there’s still something else I can do.

You, who have filled my days until now,
Like mornings begun with easy conversations,
And afternoons spent lost in tasks, one after another—
Today, it feels different, as the countdown begins.

The longer I sit, the more I realize this chair no longer fits me
I trace the quiet walls, so familiar with laughter, complaints, and tireless effort
Each corner here has its own story.

Though my heart is still full, I know I must leave
Tomorrow, someone else will sit here, bringing even bigger dreams
For now, I leave my memories in this last sip of coffee,
Heading to the door that’s always greeted me each morning,
Now releasing me gently, like a Momiji branch lets go of its leaves around the building in autumn.

In the dim night without stars,
I sail on the lonely sea
There are times I wish return,
Tracing the gentle light from the lighthouse of memories
But I realize, I can’t fight the current of your love that has docked.

People say, time is a wise sailor,
Guiding the ship of my heart to calm
But often, I get lost,
Choosing to drift away from the lighthouse’s light
The farther I go, the more I lose your light.

The beginning of this journey was like sailing in a storm,
Waves of doubt crashing mercilessly
But as time goes on, the winds become friendlier,
Carrying my ship towards calm waters
The longer I sail, the easier it is to navigate my heart.

Now in the ocean of dreams,
I continue the voyage we once planned
Though without you, I repair all the damage to my ship
I don’t know, the hardness of the coral reef, as hard as the belief that you still pray for me
Be happy, my lighthouse, I have come this far.