I May be Smiling But Inside i am Dying

True Love always belind Even if I can’t see you, I can feel you. Even your love and even your happiness. In the end, I’ve shown you off again. Even if ten years

Regretully, regretfully I’m like this. I hate that you left without a word,
and although I pray everday to hate,
all I think about is you. Even if ten years or a hundred years pass
or if a thousand years pass I can’t forget you. Even if ten years or a hundred years pass
Waiting for you, to me, is the easiest thing. Although I pray that my well-being, that maybe even
my well-being would vaguely reach you,
and though I hate you and pray everday to hate you,
All I think about is you.