How can I suffer like this? I believed in her so much and she stepped over me, turning her back on me coldly. Answer me, tell me, why are you being like this? I don’t want her to play with me anymore. You left me so what can I do? It’s over, baby. My heart’s collapsing.
If I get lost and need to choose between two paths, I’ll choose the one that’ll make me suffer more. Suffering and pain is alright, as long as there is no regret left. To bury the things I’ve lost, I let go of my pride. But I’ll get it back with my own hands.