Hui Hu Xi De Tong (會呼吸的痛)

In Tokyo Tower, the first gaze.

Watching the lights mimic the falling starlight.

I finally arrived, but I feel even sadder.

Completing our dreams all by myself.

You always say there's plenty of time; you can wait for me.

I didn't understand before that tomorrow may not mean a future.

Missing you is a pain that breathes; it lives in every corner of me.

Humming your favorite song hurts; seeing your letter hurts; even silence hurts.

Regret is a pain that breathes; it rolls back and forth in my blood.

The pain of not being considerate hurts; the pain of not understanding you hurts; the pain of longing to see you the most.

Not witnessing your face displaying sadness (ha).

What a lonely stubbornness that is.

You tore down the walls, letting me wander (woo).

Waiting for me in place, binding yourself.

You never said you could also be weak and need to rely on me.

I just pretended not to know, moving freely, living on my own.

Missing you is a pain that breathes; it lives in every corner of me.

Humming your favorite song hurts; seeing your letter hurts; even silence hurts.

Regret is a pain that breathes; it rolls back and forth in my blood.

The pain of not being considerate hurts; the pain of not understanding you hurts; the pain of longing to see you the most.

I swear I won't lie again; the more I love you, the tighter I will hold you.

My smile is all fake; my soul feels like it's floating; as long as you're here, it's enough.

I swear I won't make you wait; I'll do whatever you want.

I'm becoming more like a shell, afraid of my heart being touched; if you come back, that would be enough.

If only I could start over, that would be great.