corekuma comomo / corekuma ch.

Ten years from now, a hundred years from now, three hundred years from now…
I wonder if we’ll even remember each other by then.
Though, come to think of it, maybe we don’t even know each other yet.

Either way, the thought that—in the vast span of time, in my memories,
and in yours—we’ll only occupy a tiny, tiny space for each other
made me feel incredibly lonely.

But if, even 10 years from now, 100 years from now, 300 years from now,
we can still be in each other’s memories…

I felt like maybe tomorrow wouldn’t be so scary after all.
That’s how I felt.

So, even if just for a little while,
even if it’s just five minutes,
please stay by my side.


corekuma comomo 🧸