You would understand me.
I wonder whether you knows how sad and beautiful this feeling is.
I am grateful and at the same time sad.
I can only blame herself that my mouth didn’t speak of my heart.
Even when I really wanted to fall in love,
true words just wanted to avoid my mouth.
That’s why it looks so passive.
Because of that I decided that we are best friends.
But then I realised that this is more like a wound,
We don’t need to hold hands and they will not breakup.
But why I don't I want this type of freedom.
It would be great if I could have known you earlier.
If I didn’t first hit my lowest point and tangled by painful feeling,
then I wouldn’t have been a coward,
hiding my heartbeat.
But sadly, the order of our fate is wrong.
It could be better if you got to know me a bit later.
I would have made up my mind,
willing to love again.
It is a joke that time make,
We managed to meet but not fallen in love.
Unable to be sweet,
can only laugh bitterly.
Because I understands that things would not follow my thought,
so that’s why I doesn’t want to admit that I loves you.
As my heart hasn’t fully healed,
it is not possible for it to give out love.
Friendship is the safest distance.
If I wanted to be with you for the rest of my life,
I could only relay on that fake excuses.
Without holding hands,
how could we be broken up.
I should feel lucky about this rather than sad.
It would be great if I could know you earlier.
Then I wouldn’t need to experience my lowest point and only be surrounded by love.
I wouldn’t be a coward and will enjoy my heartbeat.
But sadly the order of our fate is wrong.
Knowing me a bit later would have been great.
At that time I would have made up my mind,
and would have courage to love.
A joke that time made,
able to meet up but unable to love.
Unable to be sweet,
can only laugh bitterly.
A joke that time made,
meeting up became a torment.
That day at the corner of the street,
how great it would have been if I just walk straight.
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