My love is waiting for you here, but you can't see it.
You pretend not to care, cruelly avoid, selfishly escape,
I was left alone to lick my wounds.
Countless nights, I woke up from heart-burning and bone-gnawing pain,
In the eyes of tears, the image of you and his fingers intertwined,
Not the ending I wanted.
My love is still waiting for you at the original point, but yours is far away.
Many years later, we met again, with a touch of alienation,
I can't hide the nostalgia in my heart.
Love is confusion and persistence, not rational analysis.
Forgive me for my tricks, forgive me for being cruel to you, and forgive me for the elaborate trap I set for you.
It's not my intention to hurt you, it's just because I can't control it and I like you.
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