This is part of the lyrics; perhaps she felt it described our relationship, filled with infinite sentiment. I had never heard this song, yet I felt an inexplicable emotion. I like to write songs—at its core, it’s about expressing a certain degree of longing. I often enjoy listening to others’ works to understand what they want to convey.
She finally caught the school bus.
We put a period to our relationship. After going through final exams and a two-month vacation, we gave each other a lot of space—I no longer needed to do special things for her during class, and she wouldn’t ask me questions or offer me cookies. I wrote a song in the same vein.
The one who loves you the most is me
Why is there not even a letter?
The dreams of the two of us linger in my heart.
Does it mean we have no contact?
Many memories, my promises.
Why is there not even a phone call?
Tell me your whereabouts now.
Does it mean the romance is over?
I’m willing to bear the sweet burden.
The one who loves you the most is me,
As a promise from you to me.
In a love that needs no formality,
Finding the truest self.
The one who loves you the most is me,
Don’t add to each other’s loneliness.
In a situation that doesn’t require much thought,
We can be in harmony.
…..
The following period was a time of prolific creation for me, especially in music, because I had just ended such a relationship. I heard that “experiencing a failed romance is like being reborn.” Perhaps these are reflections of my feelings after being reborn? I’m someone who doesn’t make promises lightly, because I fear hurting someone who has expectations of me if I can’t fulfill them.
Entrustment
Loving you, never questioning your choices.
As long as you’re well, you’re happy;
That’s enough for this life.
Leave me, don’t say my chances again.
Having loved means having possessed;
What’s the point of saying forever?
Do you feel a hint of fatigue?
It makes me feel a little worn out.
If you miss me, please tell me;
Don’t let me grope in the fog.
Do you feel a hint of fatigue?
It makes me feel a little worn out.
If you love me, please don’t let go;
Don’t let go of my emotional entrustment.
No longer hoping to regain anything?
I hope we can still be friends.
How I long to be able to, years later,
Not let me, not let me;
Be at a loss.
…..
“You always think of others, but… in the end, you still get nothing? Don’t you think her decision is contradictory?” Hearing this conclusion, Masky and the others found it hard to accept.
“You’re wrong, Masky! Being able to think for others is the most precious thing.” I countered Masky’s statement, seeing them fall silent, then continued to speak to Masky.
“You and he have also gone through many ups and downs. Using all your wits, in the end, you might not gain anything? But now I can see Hallie looking happy and carefree, no longer troubled by love. One day when she meets me, she might tell her friends, ‘He’s the boy I once liked.’ So, what’s there to force? It’s much better than being unable to make any promises.” I felt like I was preaching a grand doctrine.
“Colliii! I find myself appreciating you more and more!” Masky suddenly said this while resting her chin on her hands, and I really didn’t know how to respond.
“Yeah! You can write songs, write novels, and you’re both infatuated and gentle with girls. You’re truly a rare man in this world.” It was as if they were passing the baton, with insincere compliments flowing from their mouths.
“Don’t tease me! Those things can’t be eaten.” After hearing my words, they all laughed.
“I know you’re trying to comfort me; thank you for your concern. After expressing what’s in my heart, I feel a bit more at ease. Actually, I’ve noticed many of your strengths…”
“Really? Tell us!” People always like to hear flattering words, but the three of them leaned closer to me, as if… not saying anything was not an option (I kind of regretted it).
“Um? For example…” It was really hard to say.
“Gentle, generous, considerate, smart, well-behaved…”—I swear! These strengths were not… what I said.
“… Virtuous, kind, attentive…” Wow! Please! It was truly irresistible, with no signs of stopping.
“Right! I think you all missed a few points… like… a few people huddled together gossiping about celebrity news; like three aunts gossiping about everything; or… shamelessly talking about strengths you don’t have!” As soon as I finished speaking, I knew they would launch an attack on me, and I quickly sought refuge!
All good things must come to an end. After more than half a year of getting along, because Masky and the others wanted to go to Eastville to seek new opportunities, we had to part ways (it seems I’ll be lonely for a while again). Before they left, I gave them a song to commemorate our friendship.
You are my lifelong lover
Who knows my pain?
I always wear a lonely look on my face,
Only you understand, the clearest.
Who knows my heart?
My heart always hides many thoughts,
I only wish to share a lifetime with you.
You are my lifelong lover,
It won’t change with time.
No matter day or night,
Entwined together;
Together forever.
You are my lifelong lover,
Willing to share a bed and fly together.
Even if we go through hardships?
Change in appearance;
It still won’t change.
…..
[The End]
