Qing Shu (情書)

You've become thin and haggard, making my heart ache.

Sometimes love is more cruel than time.

It makes one blind and reckless.

Forgetting that love requires two equally devoted people.

You're drunk and fragile, unable to hide your tear stains.

I know despair is colder than winter.

You hate that you're someone afraid of loneliness.

Yet you have fallen in love with a free and selfish soul.

You carry the only love letter he ever wrote.

Wanting to prove that the love back then wasn't foolish.

He once suffered and drifted because of your escape.

And cried holding you to make the shattered mirror whole again.

Oh, it's a pity love isn't just a few tears and a few love letters.

Perhaps it's a bit cruel to say this.

Those who wait for others to bring happiness often struggle to find their own.

Oh, it's a pity love isn't about holding back tears and keeping love letters.

Facing wounds awake is more painful than being in a coma.

With your eyes tightly shut and dragging mistakes, how will you hold on when true love comes?

You're drunk and fragile, unable to hide your tear stains.

I know despair is colder than winter.

You hate that you're someone afraid of loneliness.

Yet you have fallen in love with a free and selfish soul.

You carry the only love letter it has ever written.

Wanting to prove that the love back then wasn't foolish.

He once suffered and drifted because of your escape.

And cried holding you to make the shattered mirror whole again.

Oh, it's a pity love isn't just a few tears and a few love letters.

Perhaps it's a bit cruel to say this.

Waiting for others to bring happiness.

Often leads to not living very happily.

Oh, it's a pity love isn't about holding back tears and keeping love letters.

Facing wounds awake is more painful than being in a coma.

With your eyes tightly shut and dragging mistakes, how will you hold on when true love comes?