While the waves are sighing, you throw away your memories one after another into the ocean. Then, you seem to be going away without saying goodbye to anyone. The love that began to grow in his heart on that day came straight from your kindness. But nobody knew the truth, and your deepest love was returned. Though you pretend to be insensitive to the news of his wedding, your forced smile looks so sad. Even though you imagine a fairy tale, you cannot be the Little Mermaid. The days you and he spent together were too beautiful to regard as an illusion. You are attempting to recollect every sweet word he said to you, and to put it into the storage of time, in spite of knowing that you won't be able to meet him again. Whether you accept his happiness or not, the memories keep your spirit in prison. Instead of dissolving into foam you can have a natural way, just once more. Unless I'm apart from you, I'll prevent you from being the Little Mermaid.
