I count the hours between today and tomorrow
and I always again come out betrayed.
It takes ever longer before the moon leaves the sky
while I'm waiting.
For your decision.
Trying to guess what you think and feel
and what you think of my disappointment.
I hope that you're not doing it out of sympathy
because I don't want
such a relationship.
Just don't think about me for a moment
and do it only for yourself,
because being with you
doesn't make sense
if you don't really love me.
Take your time,
otherwise you will only come to regret it again.
Or have I lost you already?