Proof

Where is that voice coming from?
I don't know, it's proof of happiness.
That's how I usually am.
I look the other way and tell myself.

The feelings I tried to convey didn't reach you.
When I saw the truth.
Don't force yourself to smile.
Sometimes tears are necessary too.

That's why.
Now I cry and let it all out.
Pretending I feel relieved.
Confirming our love for each other.
I don't know how to respond to that.
Even unrequited feelings will eventually have to be compromised.
Until the day I forget you.
Let's sing while being struck by the rain.

Even now, the true identity of that voice.
I still don't know, this proof of happiness.
That's how I've been until now.
I was believing in something meaningless.

I couldn't find an answer to the feelings I received.
I can't forget reality.
I'm sorry, don't put on an act.
Because it only turns into something that makes me cry more.

That's why.
Now you cry and let it all out.
Thinking of someone while unable to find relief.
You'll build a love, won't you?
Still dreaming of such things.
Tracing a path full of mistakes.
I don't know what words to return.
Because eventually, you'll have to compromise.
Don't say things like that.
Until the time you forget your loved one.
Until that day, while being struck by the rain.
Let's sing a song of love.
When I sing this song, I will surely remember.