i honestly am obsessed with this song... ever since it first came out. i did a cover on it

Kings of the New Age

Fake It

The Forever Sessions, Vol. 1

Coffee Shop Soundtrack (ATL's Version)

The lights of the shopping mall
sparkled like colors painted in the air.

Voices, music, the smell of fresh bread—
everywhere I looked was a brand-new world,
and I couldn’t hold back my joy.

“Wow! Look, that one…
Oh, that too! I saw it on TV!”

Each time I pointed from my wheelchair,
he smiled and nodded, “Yes, yes.”
And every smile warmed my chest,
until tears almost overflowed.

---

So happy, yet tears came.
“Because… I never knew this before.”

Living means this—
to see and choose something together with someone.
At last, I understood.

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In the little shop,
surrounded by teddy bears, notebooks, and mugs,
I heard myself saying, “Which one should I choose?”
It felt like a dream.

“This one is cute, but that one too…
I can’t decide!”

Maybe my voice was too loud,
but for the first time,
I was inside the freedom of choice.

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Then suddenly, I saw it—
a small fountain pen.
Dark navy, slender shape.
I knew at once it would fit his hand,
as if it belonged to him.

“…This one.”

The first thing I chose
was not for me.
It was a gift for him.

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While the clerk wrapped it carefully,
I kept watching.
What I had chosen
would become part of his everyday life.
How amazing that was.

---

“Wait… it’s not for yourself?”
he asked, surprised.

“No. Because you always think of me,
I wanted, just once,
to give you something born from my thought of you.”

---

I laughed through tears.
Happy, proud, alive—
because I had become someone
who could truly give.

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“For the first time,
I felt deep inside my heart
that living is wonderful—
not when I chose for myself,
but when I chose a gift for you.

The wish to make you smile
renewed my life.”

---

In that moment,
she was no longer “the girl in the hospital room.”
She was a being who could give,
a truly free soul.

Living means this—
to see the same view,
to hear the same sound,
to choose something together.
And at last,
I could believe it with all my heart.


🎄No.19 The lights of the shopping mall

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