With the crossroads as the background, and the icy wind as props
The atmosphere is stuffy and it feels like it is going to rain, I am waiting for the memories to visit me
The moment we met each other, is still so clear in my mind
Then why in a blink of an eye we’re already facing separation
i haven’t even sorted out the heart-warming moments, but it is already too late
You said that the palm that I once warmed, is now attached to another heart
The lovingness is like a broken piece of glass, scattered in my eye
Twinkling with a glittering translucence, yet hurting myself
I am willing to not love you, because all the happiness and sadness seem redundant now
I am willing to not love you, I will hide the pain in my heart, without a need to close it away and without a need to fully recover
i haven’t sorted out the happy moments, but it is already too late
You said that the memories that belonged to us, you can’t continue them anymore
You said ‘good-bye’ so softly, it was like air
But why am I unable to breathe
I am willing to not love you
In the future, all my happiness will be covered with sad yet beautiful memories
I am willing to not love you
From now on, I will just inject all the recollections straight into my heart
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