I wished the dream were real, and this reality a dream. But that wasn’t the case. And that was why, whenever I woke up, I’d be crying. It wasn’t because I was sad. When you return from a happy dream to sad reality, there’s a chasm you have to step across, and you can’t cross it without shedding tears. It doesn’t matter how many times you do it. – Kyōichi Katayama

I wished the dream were real, and this reality a dream. But that wasn’t the case. And that was why, whenever I woke up, I’d be crying. It wasn’t because I was sad. When you return from a happy dream to sad reality, there’s a chasm you have to step across, and you can’t cross it without shedding tears. It doesn’t matter how many times you do it. – Kyōichi Katayama

I wished the dream were real, and this reality a dream. But that wasn’t the case. And that was why, whenever I woke up, I’d be crying. It wasn’t because I was sad. When you return from a happy dream to sad reality, there’s a chasm you have to step across, and you can’t cross it without shedding tears. It doesn’t matter how many times you do it. – Kyōichi Katayama

I wished the dream were real, and this reality a dream. But that wasn’t the case. And that was why, whenever I woke up, I’d be crying. It wasn’t because I was sad. When you return from a happy dream to sad reality, there’s a chasm you have to step across, and you can’t cross it without shedding tears. It doesn’t matter how many times you do it. – Kyōichi Katayama