Things about 12:30 pm on August 15.
The weather is good.
As sick, in the dazzling sunlight.
Because there also be, I was talking with you.
"But, I wonder if hate summer"
While stroking the cat, you mutter.
Ah, chasing after the cat ran away, was gone jump the traffic light changed to red.
Track through the dragged about you, I cry cry.
Was mixed color of blood splash, and the smell of you.
Heat haze that lie like they are smiling a me, "I'll not a lie".
I dazzled all light blue of summer, the sound of cicadas, such as churning.
In bed the hands of the clock that awoke resounds, time now?
I point 12 o'clock in the morning of August 14.
I remembered the voice of noisy cicadas.
But, wonder if a little strange.
I remembered a dream that I saw yesterday in the same park.
"Do you go home today again"
When it comes to the road, looking up at everyone on, people around were not open his mouth.
Iron pillar, which has been falling, to pierce through you.
Sound of wind chimes and scream the sky around in clearance of trees.
Heat haze seems to be on purpose, laughing me "It's not a dream".
I feel your profile, such as laughing in sight that has dazzled.
Many times the world also dazzled, I take away heat haze laughing.
Repeat, for decades. I had noticed long ago already.
Ending only one sure if this familiar story.
Beyond the summer day was repeated.
I jumped displacement, you.
I run into instant track.
The diffusely reflected to the body to squeaky color of blood splash, and your eyes, laughed in a heat haze unfriendly complaint.
That summer day there really well.
Such things have ended, here.
I woke up, on a bed of August 14.
Girl, and holding the cat alone, "I was bad again".