Once an ACSian–Always an ACSian

Hiding behind my vision
Always lingering around
Love, is it really there?

Happily playing and laughing
Yet able to retreat totally
You, create the happiness in me

The feeling I get is too loving and warm
But a thousand speeches is insufficient
Would you leave after hearing them?

The love I feel is too rare
Yet I need not completely possess
Giving you my blessing wholeheartedly
Before I finally let go….

Let go,
Let our memories go
So that both of us will have freedom
Let go,
It is not because I do not love enough
Let go,
Let everything go
So that we can still remain as friends
And that will be sufficient enough

The distance is the universe
Silently creeping towards us
Just, observe and see

The feeling I get is too loving and warm
But a thousand speeches is insufficient
Even though in a instant,
I really wanted to hold your hand

The love I feel is too rare
Yet I need not completely possess
My blessing I give, with heaviness of heart
I felt it’s best to let go….

Let go,
Let our memories go
So that both of us will have freedom
Let go,
It is not because I do not love enough
Let go,
Let everything go
So that we can still remain as friends
And that will be sufficient enough

Let go,
Let my memories of you go
Because I find no ending
Let go,
Wishing you will have all happiness
Maybe,
Love is deep even though I thought I saw enough
Let go,
Let it all go
This way, only then you can possess it again….

Who will ever get all that he wants?
Who will have no reason to seek others’ hearts?
A normal but naive life has passed,
How should it be continued?
   
How can one believe in others again after being wronged?
Who will not have unutterable fantasies?
Who can forget that time is constantly moving, that all meetings would result in partings,
And they would eventually be left alone?

The people that you hug when you are happy,
Are those who will remain friends to death.
But when relationships start to crack, do you think that by prolonging it,
Would give you more time?

No matter how famous you have become,
You must be aware that no matter how much applause you gather,
You are still alone.
You end up hearing only my raucous laughter,
Because my tears are always silent.
   
I cannot speak of it, I cannot talk about it,
I can only let myself stay up awake at midnight.
This gives me periodical shocks,
That is why I forgot who I am.
   
Who can be content with loneliness throughout their life?
How can one get the qualifications to love another?
Honestly, fearfully, only I myself know.