I wonder when I first realized that.
But I'm prouder than anyone else that
the days we spent together weren't lies.

I've lived up to now. Although the length of time is a little different.

Just having met you, just having loved you,
even if we can't share our thoughts, La La La La... I won't forget you.

Why, even though it hurts so much,
can't I think of anyone but you and I want to be with you?
But I'm used to how I think of even small
things as happy memories.

Even cliches and meaningless words, if they're said between us,
have meaning.

Just having met you, just having loved you,
just having shared our thoughts... from now until forever...

I should think of you as proof that I live without taking my eyes off of truth and reality.

Just having met you, just having loved you,
even if I can never see you again, La La La La... I won't forget.