Think about the words I’m saying, about the feeling that once was—and got destroyed. About the love we started together, that was reduced to a simple friendship. I know you don’t want to stay, but still— think about the pain of this one who loves you. Think about the days after the expectations, think about your meaningless words. I don’t expect you to care about a love that died after you left. About the cigarette in my hands that turned to smoke right at the moment you went away. I don’t expect you to understand me— you can never truly feel what I feel. Just listen to me for a few moments! If you want, you can leave afterward. So quickly “I love you” became ordinary for you… You left, but your presence still hasn’t left my mind. I don’t expect you to care about a love that died after you left. About the cigarette in my hands that turned to smoke right at the moment you went away. I don’t expect you to understand me— you can never truly feel what I feel. Just listen to me for a few moments! If you want, you can leave afterward.