I’m not a good actress.
that’s why tears fall as I smile.
My dear, don’t feel guilty.
Peacefully separating is better than awkwardly holding on.
When love becomes faint, the taste will sour.
Though there is a little regret, at least we can still call it a happy ending.
Even though our home,as we first imagined
is not the same
No one was bad. Time was just too fast.
We’ve only loved halfway, but it’s time for the curtain call.
It turns out our love, in the end,
is like everyone else’s.
I’m a good actress.
I can hide all the weaknesses.
My dear, I accept that our separation
just means we cannot hold hands.
When love becomes faint, the taste will sour.
Though there is a little regret, at least we can still call it a happy ending.
Even though our home,as we first imagined
is not the same
No one was bad. Time was just too fast.
We’ve only loved halfway, but it’s time for the curtain call.
It turns out our love, in the end,
is like everyone else’s.
I stare off into space to hide my sadness,
turn all my emotions into emptiness,
comically like a clown,
very ugly, no?
How can a happy ending be so heavy?
Please don’t be silent now.
Passionately embrace me once more.
When love becomes faint, the taste will sour.
Though there is a little regret, at least we can still call it a happy ending.
Even though our home,as we first imagined
is not the same
No one was bad. Time was just too fast.
We’ve only loved halfway, but it’s time for the curtain call.
It turns out our love, in the end,
is like everyone else’s.