5 Centimeters per Second (My Best Friend)

Although I believe, truly 
N the End "You & Me" 
Will become "We" 
Can Ünderstand 
This is not true N 
Each & every reality 
So what keeps Me going 
N§ide moments of Madness 
Where I believe I Am Lost 
Somewhere I don't want 2B & 
Where "We" B merely Å∿Fantasy 
Can somehow -§till- keep going 
Because even N those deserts 
I must trudge through ∿ at 
5 Centimeters per Second 
Alone, & so cannot hold 
Your hand -§till- You 
R, & always will B 
My Best Friend