不存在

So it turns out that absence is the plot of love

The most beautiful is the distance, the body that's lost its warmth

My lonely tears you may not understand

The humility in my heart, a pain I can't express

The pink rose, when it withers, I too will cease to exist

I must control myself from missing you

I'm fine, I'm okay, but truly I don't want to lie to you

My thoughts are scattered, I walk into every shop on the street

Like a prisoner in a movie, strapped to the electric chair, trying to fool myself

Tired of you, my steps lead to a trap

A hollow vision

Like the shadow of a crush, the puddle has splashed

I've fallen, descended, in the end dejected, sadly retreating

I have to force myself to see the one I love as nothing, this is absolutely coerced

I must be mature, this is love

I'm bearing it, but I'm about to break

But rest assured, I'll gradually understand you

I'll understand you, adjust myself to fit with you

I cried and I laughed

I laughed but also cried

If keeping distance is what you call maturity

Then I must be childish, unwilling to be controlled

In love, I'll be a fighter

Our love story is not a movie, can't be edited

Perhaps my possessiveness is the most tragic decoration I place on you

I cried and I laughed

I laughed, and then I ceased to exist