"Just let me go through," Masake ignored me though and kept blocking my path, I was too tired to argue, I walked around him but he blocked my path again. This was too stupid, why is he... "Why are you so mean?" The tears followed and I couldn't stop, this man.....is very cruel, and now...when I need you....
"Where the hell are you?" My heart couldnt take this pain, why is it still there? Why does it have to hurt so much, why , why until when? How much more of this will I have to endure, how much?
"Chara!!, Chara!!" The voice around me belonged to my tormentor, but I didn't care, I wasnt on this planet anymore, I was back in that world of dakrness, and I was searching for you.
"Where are you?" My Saturn! Where have you gone?!"
The heaviness of that atmosphere would always make me find the darkness inside my heart, and I knew that, that mural of darkness I can't overcome, and here in the studio, Masake is embracing me and saying such kind words... why is he being so kind to me?
"...you have to endure it, please, endure the pain..." "Chara...it's going to be alright, go ahead and cry," "You were loved very very much, I know, I know that, please endure the pain," "You are very special Chara, there is no one like you, even now, you are my favorite person, it hurts me to see you this way," "Chara i'll do anything, please, Chara..."
The voice was coming and going and here in this darkness I was naked and cold, and alone.
A shell of myself, no...I wasn't myself anymore, I was a stranger even to me. That which let me know I was real has gone to a far off place, it's been four years, but when I heard that song in the studio today, our anniversary, the pain became fresh again, it all drove me back to that airport watching the monstrous wave envelop an entire city, and crops, cars, boats, mountains, everything was gone in a flash.
Whisper in my ear, very slowly and very lowly
I hate that this day is very bright, so cheerful
whisper in my ear, if its true what you just said
or are they phrases disguised themselves, waiting for a deception?
Whisper to me, whisper to me...
on the floor the sky laid down, holding time in a kiss, kissing me in time
on the floor the sky laid down, holding time in a kiss, kissing me in time
Whisper in my ear, that you know the very moment
when the ays are gone in which that was just a dream
whisper in my ear, where do your fears sleep now
do you still hold your affections deeply in that memory box
Whisper in my ear...
on the floor the sky laid down, stopped time in that kiss, that kissed me in time
on the floor the sky laid down,stopped time in that kiss, that kissed me in time.
That stopped us in time,
That stopped us in time,
Whisper in my ear...
"Mars?"
There in my ear came a voice, even sleeping, I recognize it, but...no, I shouldn't be able to hear it. The voice was clear, the words, they were my words,....they came from some place, but here...I wasn't in the studio anymore. No.
I know this place, because I had seen it a long time ago...on that night, "Please...come with me,"
I followed Masake, knowing his full intentions, but my heart....was in pain because of Haruka, and it was here with these dark blue curtains that I first kissed Masake, and it gave me hope.
I walked to those curtains now, and wondered where he was...one of the great loves of my life.
Even now, I can't forget about him, even now, even though my soul aches for Haruka, Masake can still do this to me. What does that mean? It makes me sick, I need to leave.
I forgot how clever he was....I've always known though...
How clever he was, the leaves made little effect on me as we ran through the concrete I felt the high rushing through my veins and the hours began to blur so did the memories and facts. Things like who I was and where I was became irrelevant all I wanted was to eat some of the pretty colored pills and chase after Masake. He had turned and caught me but something was wrong now he was upset about something. " what's wrong??" He shook his head but his expression was pained the grass was prickling my skin and I noticed then that I was cold items freezing out here and Masake had chilling pale skin. " let's go in its cold!" He nodded and I got up, I started to head back to the car I didn't know where else to go the hotel was ways away I leaned against the car as I waited for him and admired my ring. I wondered then whom was the woman that spoke on the phone when I answered it was... Someone I had met? I'm not sure maybe? Masake had come back but he was on his phone now. "Who's on the phone?" He put his hand up for me to become silent and he kept talking it was Japanese, but a strange dialect, I understood half of it. Something about a person, worry, and missing them. I grew anxious now "who is that??" I pulled on his sleeve to get his attention but that's when I saw it the deranged drugged look I so often glimpsed on my own father before what followed happened. I wasn't in the chatter belle park anymore I was back on the yellow tiled floor and my father was kicking my head in beating with his strengthen and I tried to breath but it was hard I couldn't scream I couldn't---
I heard my name followed by a bunch if things I didn't understand ."she's got a broken rib , she's going into shock" who is she?? I'm burning everywhere, I. something pressing in my veins what is it?? It no it doesn't hurt no yes it----
I'm numb now can't open my eyes and it scares me I can see something faintly as I try to remember why I'm here and why gauze yes gauze us over my face my chest my right hip is castes over . Why? I hear someone enter the room, "-w-who??" They were approaching and then his hand was on my hand my heart became still and I was sure that something bad happened to me. "--ichi--Michi-o" I felt his lips on my hair he breathed, "princess, you're safe now, don't panic." As he said the words I went into shock again and there was fast beeping I heard more people running in and I went black again wondering "why I feel so safe when he's here, I wonder why he's there."
The gauze is gone, the plaster on my hips still remains but this time when I opened my eyes I was able to see properly my left eye felt swollen but instant.
...yeah....I forgot it completely.
I turned around to see the empty room behind me, I wanted to burn this evil place to the ground, myself with it, but it happened to me when I realized, the voice. I needed to find that voice.
I gathered my jacket on the sofa, I noticed a note neatly folded on the coffee table, but I know how clever he is...I ignore it as I locked his door behind me.
I cannot afford to fall into that deep black hole. Not again.
Now that you want to see me again
"lets forget the past and start at square one"
Now that you want to see me again
"Don't you want to know the truth within my heart" you said....
I'm sure millions of people have pride
I'm sure they all cover their tracks carefully
tangible things tour mouth every single day
wondering how to take them back now I feel useless
today, and tomorrow
Dependent the facts an the truths that came with them
whether some foreign chemical that can interact with the brain, trick the heart
these trivial little things you used to cover up your tracks
excuses for forgetting me, yet you've come back
impossibly, you're here, right before me
nonchalantly you...
now that you want to see me again
you always wanted less than I wanted
now that you think it's fine
you ignore the words I say, more than I wanted
It is really possibly for two people to remain together always?
This question haunts me as you whisper my name
That you are I could meet, go our own ways, meet again as if nothings happened
is that something painfully ironic?
look how they shine million of light years always, binary stars... surely they know of happiness
Now that you want to see me again
It seems to be the most important thing
Now that you want to see me again
"In order to discover the truth within your heart" you left....
my heart is weakened, my heart is tired
if only I had known back then
now that you want to see me again
I don't really know if I can recover from scars that I will always feel
that I will always feel, always.
The media was all over it. Chara attacked by unknown assailant.
Still no suspects. No details known, a deranged anti-fan is the main suspect. More non-sense.
My mouth remains closed, but all I can see is that face. That anger. That..."hate?"
I wasn't wearing my ring anymore. No.
"Where the hell are you?" My heart couldnt take this pain, why is it still there? Why does it have to hurt so much, why , why until when? How much more of this will I have to endure, how much?
"Chara!!, Chara!!" The voice around me belonged to my tormentor, but I didn't care, I wasnt on this planet anymore, I was back in that world of dakrness, and I was searching for you.
"Where are you?" My Saturn! Where have you gone?!"
The heaviness of that atmosphere would always make me find the darkness inside my heart, and I knew that, that mural of darkness I can't overcome, and here in the studio, Masake is embracing me and saying such kind words... why is he being so kind to me?
"...you have to endure it, please, endure the pain..." "Chara...it's going to be alright, go ahead and cry," "You were loved very very much, I know, I know that, please endure the pain," "You are very special Chara, there is no one like you, even now, you are my favorite person, it hurts me to see you this way," "Chara i'll do anything, please, Chara..."
The voice was coming and going and here in this darkness I was naked and cold, and alone.
A shell of myself, no...I wasn't myself anymore, I was a stranger even to me. That which let me know I was real has gone to a far off place, it's been four years, but when I heard that song in the studio today, our anniversary, the pain became fresh again, it all drove me back to that airport watching the monstrous wave envelop an entire city, and crops, cars, boats, mountains, everything was gone in a flash.
Whisper in my ear, very slowly and very lowly
I hate that this day is very bright, so cheerful
whisper in my ear, if its true what you just said
or are they phrases disguised themselves, waiting for a deception?
Whisper to me, whisper to me...
on the floor the sky laid down, holding time in a kiss, kissing me in time
on the floor the sky laid down, holding time in a kiss, kissing me in time
Whisper in my ear, that you know the very moment
when the ays are gone in which that was just a dream
whisper in my ear, where do your fears sleep now
do you still hold your affections deeply in that memory box
Whisper in my ear...
on the floor the sky laid down, stopped time in that kiss, that kissed me in time
on the floor the sky laid down,stopped time in that kiss, that kissed me in time.
That stopped us in time,
That stopped us in time,
Whisper in my ear...
"Mars?"
There in my ear came a voice, even sleeping, I recognize it, but...no, I shouldn't be able to hear it. The voice was clear, the words, they were my words,....they came from some place, but here...I wasn't in the studio anymore. No.
I know this place, because I had seen it a long time ago...on that night, "Please...come with me,"
I followed Masake, knowing his full intentions, but my heart....was in pain because of Haruka, and it was here with these dark blue curtains that I first kissed Masake, and it gave me hope.
I walked to those curtains now, and wondered where he was...one of the great loves of my life.
Even now, I can't forget about him, even now, even though my soul aches for Haruka, Masake can still do this to me. What does that mean? It makes me sick, I need to leave.
I forgot how clever he was....I've always known though...
How clever he was, the leaves made little effect on me as we ran through the concrete I felt the high rushing through my veins and the hours began to blur so did the memories and facts. Things like who I was and where I was became irrelevant all I wanted was to eat some of the pretty colored pills and chase after Masake. He had turned and caught me but something was wrong now he was upset about something. " what's wrong??" He shook his head but his expression was pained the grass was prickling my skin and I noticed then that I was cold items freezing out here and Masake had chilling pale skin. " let's go in its cold!" He nodded and I got up, I started to head back to the car I didn't know where else to go the hotel was ways away I leaned against the car as I waited for him and admired my ring. I wondered then whom was the woman that spoke on the phone when I answered it was... Someone I had met? I'm not sure maybe? Masake had come back but he was on his phone now. "Who's on the phone?" He put his hand up for me to become silent and he kept talking it was Japanese, but a strange dialect, I understood half of it. Something about a person, worry, and missing them. I grew anxious now "who is that??" I pulled on his sleeve to get his attention but that's when I saw it the deranged drugged look I so often glimpsed on my own father before what followed happened. I wasn't in the chatter belle park anymore I was back on the yellow tiled floor and my father was kicking my head in beating with his strengthen and I tried to breath but it was hard I couldn't scream I couldn't---
I heard my name followed by a bunch if things I didn't understand ."she's got a broken rib , she's going into shock" who is she?? I'm burning everywhere, I. something pressing in my veins what is it?? It no it doesn't hurt no yes it----
I'm numb now can't open my eyes and it scares me I can see something faintly as I try to remember why I'm here and why gauze yes gauze us over my face my chest my right hip is castes over . Why? I hear someone enter the room, "-w-who??" They were approaching and then his hand was on my hand my heart became still and I was sure that something bad happened to me. "--ichi--Michi-o" I felt his lips on my hair he breathed, "princess, you're safe now, don't panic." As he said the words I went into shock again and there was fast beeping I heard more people running in and I went black again wondering "why I feel so safe when he's here, I wonder why he's there."
The gauze is gone, the plaster on my hips still remains but this time when I opened my eyes I was able to see properly my left eye felt swollen but instant.
...yeah....I forgot it completely.
I turned around to see the empty room behind me, I wanted to burn this evil place to the ground, myself with it, but it happened to me when I realized, the voice. I needed to find that voice.
I gathered my jacket on the sofa, I noticed a note neatly folded on the coffee table, but I know how clever he is...I ignore it as I locked his door behind me.
I cannot afford to fall into that deep black hole. Not again.
Now that you want to see me again
"lets forget the past and start at square one"
Now that you want to see me again
"Don't you want to know the truth within my heart" you said....
I'm sure millions of people have pride
I'm sure they all cover their tracks carefully
tangible things tour mouth every single day
wondering how to take them back now I feel useless
today, and tomorrow
Dependent the facts an the truths that came with them
whether some foreign chemical that can interact with the brain, trick the heart
these trivial little things you used to cover up your tracks
excuses for forgetting me, yet you've come back
impossibly, you're here, right before me
nonchalantly you...
now that you want to see me again
you always wanted less than I wanted
now that you think it's fine
you ignore the words I say, more than I wanted
It is really possibly for two people to remain together always?
This question haunts me as you whisper my name
That you are I could meet, go our own ways, meet again as if nothings happened
is that something painfully ironic?
look how they shine million of light years always, binary stars... surely they know of happiness
Now that you want to see me again
It seems to be the most important thing
Now that you want to see me again
"In order to discover the truth within your heart" you left....
my heart is weakened, my heart is tired
if only I had known back then
now that you want to see me again
I don't really know if I can recover from scars that I will always feel
that I will always feel, always.
The media was all over it. Chara attacked by unknown assailant.
Still no suspects. No details known, a deranged anti-fan is the main suspect. More non-sense.
My mouth remains closed, but all I can see is that face. That anger. That..."hate?"
I wasn't wearing my ring anymore. No.
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