On a certain night, while the snow continues to fall. I stepped into the park where Guest and I used to spend time together, while out for a walk. Since it was late at night, there was no one else around. Shoving my fingers into my pants pockets, I sat down lonely and alone on a bench near the slide and looked up at the sky. Snow was falling silently from the night sky. The accumulating scenery was so beautiful, looking as if the snow was floating while emitting a warm light.

You, who told me you loved my songs, are no longer by my side. You aren't here in this place where we nurtured memories while laughing together for no reason. I wonder what Guest would think if she saw me like this. Even though I know there's no way I'll get an answer if I ask... I find myself hoping for one. Please forgive me for being like this... my beloved.