Listen, loneliness is singing
Did you hear that?
I'd rather you couldn't hear my loneliness.
I always thought it was just me unilaterally liking you and missing you. You have never liked me, you may even hate me. I resent you for never trusting me. Even though my heart for you has never stopped, my strong self-esteem prevents me from getting close to you again. Although I tried to eliminate those concerns, all I got was more sadness.
Finally, you have become the most hidden symbol in my heart, and I no longer ask for any information about you.
If that's the case, why do you want me to know this?
I would rather you live well, free, happy and happy in a place where I can't see and where I can't hear. I have a beautiful and considerate girlfriend and an infinitely bright future, so you don't have to think about me anymore.
And I have forgotten you.
In this way, we disappear into each other in the torrent of life. This is the most perfect ending.
But now that I know these truths and dig out the pain that I have buried deeply, it only hurts. I can't accept this situation.
Conception: