At first, it was really hard
I couldn’t acknowledge it so it was torturous
But after I accepted it
Now it’s just so sad

Actually, it’s like this – what use is it to hold onto something that is scattering?
Only the heart will hurt more
But I wonder, what is the purpose of living like this?

At first, I hated you a lot
I cried a lot too
But after being like that for a while, I wondered what in the world I was doing

Actually, it’s like this – what use is it to hold onto something that is scattering?
Only the heart will hurt more
But again I wonder, what is the purpose of living like this?

I wonder if we’re sometimes standing in the same memory
I wonder if sometimes, time has stopped for you too

How about this break up? Is it withstandable?
Was the pain a bit less since you were ready?

How about love? Is it doable again?
Actually, I’m like this – I’m just afraid

This is all that I can say

Thinking hard about it alone, the words that let you go
It won’t ever reach you – the words that let you go