To Tokyo
Oh, how it’s been too long
since I last heard your cherry blossom’s song.
I miss the way you look,
snow here, sun there, and my heart you took.
Remember when we first met?
Oh, how could I forget?
We sang through the subways
and danced through our first days.
The way your bay shined
gave my soul peace of mind.
Oh, how I found myself in you
and felt brand new.
The hole in my heart was then filled,
and my capacity to love started to rebuild.
I don’t think you know
Oh, how you helped me grow.
But you do know of how I ache
when my memories of you fade
and I feel so lonely I’m afraid
Is this it? Is this heartbreak?
Heartbreak no longer shines in his eyes,
it shines in pictures of your oceans.
I don’t want to feel these emotions.
I don’t miss you ― forgive me for these lies.
Forgive me for leaving you behind
for I did not know I could be so unkind,
to leave myself there.
I will come back for myself I swear.
Until then, prepare for your spring.
Oh, how your cherry blossoms will sing.
Wait until I get to you, don’t let your song end.
Sincerely, your old friend.
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