Who held my hand and restrained my madness for half my life; who kissed my eyes and covered my wandering for half my life; who caressed my face and comforted my sorrow for half my life; who held my heart and drove me into silence all my life; who called my voice to cover up my fierceness all my life; who abandoned me and left me alone for the rest of my life.
The love I want can actually be given by you·
I thought that as long as love is well-intentioned, you will always care more about me·
In the end, only me is left