When clouds gather in the sky, I think of you, When the sky is clear, I think of you still.
When sorrow fills my heart, I think of you, When joy comes, I think of you still.
When I cry alone, I feel if you were here, I would have run to you. When I laugh before others, Even then I feel, if you were here, I wouldn't need anyone else to share this joy. So many days have passed, yet I remain caught in these old habits.
I want to know how you are. You'd be annoyed, so I don't ask. When you were here, I never felt this urge so strongly, Not like I do now. When the paths to knowing are closed, the desire to know only grows.
For so long I've felt no love for anyone. I truly didn't know I loved you. I truly didn't understand how hard it would be to live without you. When someone goes away, You can never forget them.
One can somehow survive without receiving love, But living without loving is unbearable. Except for you, I still can't make room in this heart for anyone else.
How I'm living— You don't want to know, do you? You know, it breaks my heart to accept that you can't bear my presence! Tell me, have we truly vanished from each other's lives?