Decided to Withdraw, No Longer Want to Deal with Emotions, So Tired
Today I again thought he liked me, it was my own delusion.
I've decided to let go, I don't want to mess with love anymore, it's so exhausting.
Turns out, it wasn't you hurting me, but my own naiveté that caused the damage.
Do you know what the taste of my tears is when you hurt me?
I realized, in his eyes, I'm just a placeholder.
I kept saying I wanted to be happy, but in the end, I still cried.
Is it only when disappointment reaches its peak that you can't help but let go, even if the ending is painful?
In our youth, we did so much, always hurting ourselves in the process.
A sniffle, swollen eyes – that's the evidence of my love.
Later, I carried so much unspoken, sharing with no one, a traveler ready to leave, but the host remains.
The world laughed, and you laughed along with it.
I'll willingly take on too much, but never expect you to give me any results.
I let go of your good intentions, just as we've already gone beyond the point of no return.
You walked away in that direction, you avoided my entire life. You're so far away, and my heart still chases after you.
It feels like a return to the past, just as lonely as before.
She sat on that old red chair by the window, her eyes red, quietly exhaling smoke, a desolate smile on her lips – my him, gone forever.
Actually, I'm nothing. In your eyes, perhaps I'm just an invisible object.
Even if I let go, can you not take away my love?
Memories can drive a person insane, one moment a slight smile, the next, tears.
Your eyes wanted to smile, but in an instant, a bead of sweat.
You drank yourself silly, saying it doesn't matter, but you'll never love anyone again.
The subway started moving, you wiped away your tears and left, wishing you could turn around.
Round and round, I've forgotten what happiness was like.
Back then, I liked you so much, now I'm so relieved. There was no hesitation, we could only go this far.
He played the role of a passerby for ten years, she remembers a missed opportunity for the rest of her life.
Those memories with you are still real and beautiful.
A person who always smiles will cry more bitterly than anyone.
Maybe we went in the wrong direction from the start, and we can never return to where we wanted to go.
