living hurt

why does it hurt so bad?
this feeling, ten times worse than ever.

missing you is a living hurt
a hurt that breathes, that has a life
it infiltrates every part of my body
it lives in every hidden corner of this wounded body

singing the songs you sing to is pain
listening to songs that remind me of you is pain
remembering the dreams we had is pain
recalling the plans we made is pain
reading your letters is intensified pain
even silence is a kind of pain.

thinking of what could have been is a living hurt
it travels through my bloodstream causing pain

regretting any lack of affection is pain
regret alone is pain
knowing that i know you inside out is pain
knowing that i loved you completely is pain
knowing that you complete me is intensified pain.
even your hugs and kisses are a kind of pain.

wanting to see you,
but knowing i can never see you again,
is a kind of intensely intensified pain.

but

knowing i want you as mine,
but knowing that i can never have you as mine,
is the worst kind of intensified, unbearable pain.

this hurt, that pain
attacks, infiltrates every part of my body
even breathing is a kind of pain
what did you do?

i took down those high, strong walls
i let you in to wander around
i let you in to know me inside out
but now you've taken away everything in those walls
took it away and left me behind with nothing

the pain from my soul
the sadness radiating from every part of me
you will never know
you could never see

the lonely, sad, painful silence
trying to pretend to be strong

but

missing you is a kind of pain
loving you is a kind of pain
wanting to see you is a kind of pain
longing for your kisses is a kind of pain
wanting your hugs is a kind of pain

wanting you to be mine,
knowing it's no longer me you want,
is unbearable, intensified agony.

please, make it go away
make the pain go away
make my heart stop aching
make the tears stop flowing

please

你在就好了
你回来那就好了
尽管我细心灌溉 你说不爱就不爱