Whether I love you or not—
I cannot quite explain.
But I can feel you,
this I understand with perfect clarity.
These days I remember you deliberately.
Don't you dare say again
that I don't remember you, or that I forget.
When I long to see you up close,
when I want to sit beside you and talk...what should I do?
After writing you something
when I have to wait so long, then
I want to scold you.
Why do you hurt me for no reason? Why do you torment me?
What have I done wrong? I like you, that's all?
When I write you something, what you write back—
those nonsensical replies of yours are enough
to destroy my peace of mind.
Do you ever think, when you don't answer my call
how much restlessness stirs within me?
I'm constantly irritated with myself, thinking of you!
And you? You don't even remember when I called!
What do you really want?
That we should never meet?
That I should never call you? Or never write to you?
Please, tell me straight! My attention
to my work is being ruined. Again and again. And it hurts so much!
How can you write such nonsense in response to normal conversation!
I'm actually quite an ill-mannered girl! More than you think.
Stop this foolishness with me for no reason.
What do you write to me? Why do you write? Is there any need for all this?
I have a feeling for you,
if you lecture me so much for that, then forgive me.
You speak so harshly!
What misfortune is mine! We never even met, yet we've quarreled!
In any relationship when there's little depth
some floating misunderstandings inevitably arise.
Since I don't know you and you don't know me,
such things happening is only natural.
I respect you from my heart.
I have no dreams around you, no expectations,
not the slightest wanting or getting.
In relationships without destination, only tenderness remains.
You won't understand me so easily.
My life is not like ten other girls' lives.
I have many battles, countless limitations.
I have nothing to be proud of.
I am quite ordinary, someone who survives by constantly fighting circumstances.
When I say I love someone
I can be hurt however you please.
...Keep yourself well.
When I'm wounded so easily
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