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أنا أحبك (Arabic)
Я цябе кахаю (Belarusian)
Jeg elsker dig (Danish)
I Love You (English)
Mahal Kita (Filipino)
Je t'aime (French)
Ich liebe dich (German)
Σε αγαπώ (Greek)
אני אוהב אותך (Hebrew)
Aku cinta kamu (Indonesian)
Ti amo (Italian)
Eu te amo (Portuguese)
Te iubesc (Romanian)
Я люблю тебя (Russian)
Te amo (Spanish)
=talk to the one in the mirror=As she placed her palm on the mirror, a song started playing on its own...
Why is my heart so exhausted from crying?
Why do I hate myself so much?
She stared at the other one in the mirror. It looked like it had just stopped crying, wearing a mask named 'smile' on it. She hated those fake smiles. But she still wore them on herself.
When I look at the smile on the faces of people passing by
I can't help wondering if they're laughing at me
Why am I breathing?
I wish these pains would cease
She closed her eyes and tried to remember things that would make her smile. But only the ones she wanted to forget showed itself to her.
. . . They looked at me smiling and whispering to each other. Then they laughed and gave each other high fives. 'St
A little too much...She wasn't the victim, she was the sinner, and this was her karma...she was fully aware of all of this...and she's paying for all of it...without complain, she faces it...
"This song again..." she murmured...
I'm not the type to get my heart broken, I'm not the type to get upset and cry
'Cause I never leave my heart open, Never hurts me to say goodbye
"I wasn't...and I'm not supposed to be..." she looked at the mp3 in her hand "Why would I even love right now? I'm still too young..." Her eyes were on her arms "...I should never show any emotions that will get people involved..."
Relationships don't get deep to me, Never got the whole 'in love' thing
And someone can say they love me truly, But at the time it didn't mean a thing
"I was just a kid back then, thinking love was some game we kids could play...." she sighed "Love is just some fairy tale they play in afternoon tv shows..."
My mind is gone, I'm spinnin' 'round,
Too Late...Just be friends All we gotta do Just be friends It's time to say goodbye
Just be friends All we gotta do Just be friends Just be friends...
That song...resounding in my mind again...reminding me of what is lost...reminding me of what could have been...
It came to mind in the early morning yesterday As if I gathered broken pieces of glass
What the heck is this? Drips from my cut finger. Is this what we really hoped for?
Sure, we are in love...sure, we love each other...sure, this love is true...we are learning to love each other day by day...
I knew it at the bottom of my heart, the hardest choice would be the best
My self-love refuses it and repeats self-contradiction. When can I tell it to you?
We made that choice together, right? That means it was both our choice. But why does it hurt so badly? Why won't it just stop replaying in my mind...
In the slowly decaying world, I'm struggling but it's the only way
Carving your faded smiles, I
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