Don't look at the shining sunset with heartfelt eyes. It seems funny, somehow. That alone is hurtful. If love overcomes everything without getting hurt, even though we can burn the same dream in the depths of our heart, melancholy rain is colder than tears. Stare at the headlights and give this love up as unattainable. We can't embrace any further. You too are hurtful. Because I can see what I believe, because I'm OK, so long as you don't realize that yesterday is yesterday, melancholy rain is just extremely distressing. Even if we two throw ourselves into the blue shining town, melancholy rain, those tears aren't sad.
