About

To you, I'm probably just a friend of a friend. If that smile was just for 'Acquaintance B,' then you're a terrifying person. I don't know any black magic to make you fall for me, and I don't have the courage or a car to invite you to the beach. But I want to see it—you waking up beside me, smiling and saying good morning. I want to see you. Could you just jump out from around this corner right now? Carried away by a summer monster, straight to me. Even if we were born under different stars, by the power of some accidental summer magic... There's no way you'd ever be mine, right? The person who becomes your lover is probably a model type. He's definitely older than you, with a tan that suits him, and into Western music. When you kiss, you're standing on your tiptoes. He pats your head and you laugh. Damn it, I can't win at anything. Wait, who even is that guy? I want to see you. Could you just jump out from around this corner right now? Carried away by a summer monster, straight to me. Even if you were interested in someone else, by chance and some abracadabra power, make you mine. If I gave in to this burning in my chest and ran to you, only to find out that I was the one under a bad kind of summer magic, just getting carried away... that's too scary. I only ever think of bad endings, shivering under the midsummer sky while I think of you. I bet I know your favorite ice cream flavor. I want to see you. Could you just jump out from around this corner right now? Carried away by a summer monster, straight to me. Even if we were born under different stars, by the power of some accidental summer magic... There's no way you'd ever be mine, right?