You stop after not getting far.
Sorry,
I think you’re just going to bemy next mistake.
??: You yesterday...
If you’re just going to start again, forget it.
I don’t even understand myself, but
why tell me that you’re upset?
It’s the love I sought because I hated emptiness.
I feel like another error will happen before long.
I’ll probably act selfishly, but
still, will you love me...?
My eyes were swollen, and my voice was hoarse.
I can hear the fan breaking the dawn silence.
Our relationship has already turned stale.
...
Into a breakup with no recipe,
we place ornamental flowers.
We are justmeeting each other because we hate loneliness.
In pride versus love, pride always comes first.
It’s obvious, with no room for misunderstanding.
Should I just end this between us?
