This crescent moon that seems like it’ll disappear
So if I were to by chance stumble upon a bright-eyed girl singing to the night sky on a meadow hill,
I would probably call that love at first sight.
But it won't be her; it would be the beautiful girl singing as fireflies rise from green grass rippling in the evening breeze. It would be that picturesque moment drifting with the sweet notes to eternity. A moment I would want to save and hold in my hands.
I kind of have a crush on Ayaka when she sings.
Get well soon ♥
I would probably call that love at first sight.
But it won't be her; it would be the beautiful girl singing as fireflies rise from green grass rippling in the evening breeze. It would be that picturesque moment drifting with the sweet notes to eternity. A moment I would want to save and hold in my hands.
I kind of have a crush on Ayaka when she sings.
Get well soon ♥