How are we strangers?
Do you ever feel how strange it is for us to become strangers?
I can't help but wonder, how can two people who once shared love and intimacy now become strangers to each other?
Have you ever wondered why some people can get back together and how to be like them?
Because I'm still trying to find that way to go back together with you, even though I know I should stop because it won't happen. You don't want it to happen.
For me, who still holds onto this bittersweet feeling, I too wish that I shared the same feeling as you. I want to move on and let it go, but I can't deny how hard it is.
There’s still a part of me that can’t help but search for you in every crowd or place, hoping we’ll unexpectedly run into each other.
I bear no pain, anger, or hatred. All I feel is longing. I long for your existence, while being aware I should stop doing it.
But I am unable to unfeel and quickly move on. I've decided to embrace this feeling that I have now. To hopelessly long for your return, knowing it will never happen.
