习惯遗憾

With a single apology, we draw our final curtain

No chance remains to replay those beautiful moments

A farewell embrace, and we become strangers henceforth

Never imagined our promised forever would be fulfilled this way

Wanted to speak of letting go, but only managed goodbye

Happiness has its limits, and thus was most beautiful once

Eyes reddened, pretending strength while saying I understand

To leave some dignity for when we recall this scene later

After turning away, don't look back—tears will become routine

The monologue hidden in the corner of my eye, the insincere dialogue

Once thought you were the answer for the rest of my life, now leaving, forever unrelated

I now live in a future where you never arrived

After turning away, don't look back—longing will become routine

The care left unspoken, the relief spoken against my heart

If by chance I hear of your later days, perhaps a twinge of sadness, but harmless still

With a little more time, any regret will become routine

With a little more time, any regret will become routine