So you're pregnant with someone else's child.
I am so agonized over this betrayal,
that I almost begin to curse my own existence.
I can alleviate physical pains,
but cannot erase the griefs in my heart.
I believed that we had met each other by fate,
but God is merely toying with us.
The tears shed by you, on your way to wreckage,
are already sullied.
With my face hanging like that of a loser's,
I live and inflict wounds onto some others.
You are an obliviously naive bird in a cage,
and I am a fool to have ever loved you.
Just laugh at me already.
The scattering flowers
are wishing for us to be long and lasting.
The old days, where your hair flowed in the wind,
are now distancing away.
If you could stay a caged bird...
If you had always looked only at me...
Yes, it was too early for the two of us to understand love.
I am now sick of this kind of days.
I am unable to distinguish between loneliness and freedom.
Someone out there will surely love me again some day,
so for now I will keep wandering about
in my unsightly manner.