Orange, I'm smart, I know you don't love me.
Orange, I'm stupid. Even if you don't love me, I still want to do my best to be good to you.
Orange, I have a good memory. Eight years later, I still think of you from time to time. Have you ever been really turned upside down and been with a certain man? Have you really been married many times.
Orange, my memory is very poor, so I forgot how heartbreaking it was at the time. When I saw you again, I was still as at a loss as I was eight years ago.
Orange, I wish I had never met you, so it won't hurt. . . .