Utakata Hanabi

The festival at the end of August flooded with people
wearing yukata and geta,*
making sounds of click-clack ring.
As the fireworks suddenly went off, we looked up,
and I stole a glance at your enraptured face.

I wish I could hate you.
But during days like today, I will surely
once again remember these memories.

I wish I never knew these feelings.
Yet even though we cannot meet again,
I want to see you. I want to see you.
Even now, I think of the summer days when you were here.

As we sat and rested on the roadside,
we could hear the sound of the ohayashi* far away,
the fluttering echo.
Giant brocade crowns bloom in the night sky.
As summer ends soon,
I suddenly feel sad.

My upside down heart jumped up
as we both laughed “ahaha.”
“I love you.”
And we kissed.

I want to forget everything about you.
As it is, I’m’ still sad.
Why did I ever meet you?
If I close my eyes,
I can feel like you are there even now.

With a sweet sigh,
I feverishly fell in love with you-
That voice, those eyes-
Even though when I realized it, the time had already passed,
I still search for your face.

As I look up at the fireworks by myself,
my heart prickles in pain.
Soon, the next season
will be here.
The ephemeral fireworks I watched with you-
Even now, I think of that summer day.

::p/s::these day i very down and down and down...sorry guys if did not bother you guys....feel better stayed alone