Today was supposed to be a great day.

Toothbrushes for two. A sore foot from a shoe rash. The taste of cigarettes he forgot that will never come back.

My love story, which was supposed to be a funny story someday.

最高の一日になるはずだった今日。

2人分の歯ブラシ。 靴擦れで痛む足。 もう戻っては来ない彼が忘れていった煙草の味。

いつか笑い話になるはずの、わたしの恋の物語。