Like a falling leave blown away by wind,
I let you go without even trying to hold on.
I can recollect the days we were together,
when our world was in the brightest color.
I loved you, so it was worth it.
And I chose to fall down,
I'm not sad any more, though I'm withered.
Perhaps, we're not meant for each other.
But the sweet hours were not by chance,
I was happy because of you.
Don't cry. Life will go on anyway.
The tree becomes wiser after withering.
Finally, I know what I want.
I know who suits me better.
Oh, the loneliness.It will be buried in my heart.