Do you know what helplessness means?
It’s when you desperately want to talk to someone but still stay silent. (Yuri)
We were supposed to be together, yet our story ended halfway. I thought we’d walk a long road together, but fate stopped me alone midway. You were the most beautiful part of my story, but it ended in sorrow.
Maybe our story of being together got lost on the dusty road of broken dreams. Isn’t it strange how we often spend the most beautiful moments of our lives with those we are destined to lose? Some sorrows are deeply personal. Some love is better left unspoken, yet some memories always stay in the heart, no matter how hard we try to forget them.
As the night gets darker, the helplessness of not being able to talk to you fills me with unbearable pain. Can’t you, just once, be kind enough to talk to me? Just once…
You will never know how deep the regret of not having you is, or how much it hurts not being able to talk to you. You’ll never understand the failure I feel when I lose patience thinking about you, or how precious my worthless efforts for you truly were, if only you understood, even once.
Maybe you didn’t understand. Or maybe you never even tried to. Perhaps I’m the one who failed, to make you see my heart. But believe me, I gave you everything I had. Maybe you were never really there, or maybe I was just unlucky. I can’t even talk to you now, nor do I have the right to. Or maybe I just couldn’t show you how strong my desire was, to talk to you, just once. Like a drop of water begging to exist in the endless desert.
Why can’t I talk to you if I want to?
My heart burns with the desire to speak with you. Why can’t I ask for you from you? You are far more beautiful than my imagination. You wouldn’t be bad if you were mine. You could have stayed if you wanted to was it really that impossible? Or did you simply not want to?
Giving something a name doesn’t always make it a relationship. Time can’t measure how deep or lasting a bond is. Some connections have no name, yet their depth is endless; and some long relationships are filled with sorrow and distrust. The foundation of any relationship is built on trust and faith. A bond surrounded by lies and disbelief becomes a haunting feeling many chase false emotions, but they never understand the true worth of trust.
Was our relationship really that fragile, that worthless to you? How could you walk away just by giving one reason? Did you really have to leave me in this helpless state?
Isn’t there any way left for me to return to you? I want to come back to you… Please, just once, come back to me.
But look at the cruel game of fate no matter how much I want to, I can’t talk to you. I can’t show you the depth of my helplessness, nor can I bring you back no matter how hard I try. My life feels just like that song by Hasan:
“Whatever I touch with my hands turns into sorrow.”
Our relationship was hidden yet deep no one could ever know it. And yet, with just one word from you, to keep your wish, I let you go, even if it meant tearing myself apart. That feeling silent, wordless, suffocating. Letting you go to honor your last words was the most painful moment of my life.
I just want you to talk to me once. Please, understand me… just once.
It’s when you desperately want to talk to someone but still stay silent. (Yuri)
We were supposed to be together, yet our story ended halfway. I thought we’d walk a long road together, but fate stopped me alone midway. You were the most beautiful part of my story, but it ended in sorrow.
Maybe our story of being together got lost on the dusty road of broken dreams. Isn’t it strange how we often spend the most beautiful moments of our lives with those we are destined to lose? Some sorrows are deeply personal. Some love is better left unspoken, yet some memories always stay in the heart, no matter how hard we try to forget them.
As the night gets darker, the helplessness of not being able to talk to you fills me with unbearable pain. Can’t you, just once, be kind enough to talk to me? Just once…
You will never know how deep the regret of not having you is, or how much it hurts not being able to talk to you. You’ll never understand the failure I feel when I lose patience thinking about you, or how precious my worthless efforts for you truly were, if only you understood, even once.
Maybe you didn’t understand. Or maybe you never even tried to. Perhaps I’m the one who failed, to make you see my heart. But believe me, I gave you everything I had. Maybe you were never really there, or maybe I was just unlucky. I can’t even talk to you now, nor do I have the right to. Or maybe I just couldn’t show you how strong my desire was, to talk to you, just once. Like a drop of water begging to exist in the endless desert.
Why can’t I talk to you if I want to?
My heart burns with the desire to speak with you. Why can’t I ask for you from you? You are far more beautiful than my imagination. You wouldn’t be bad if you were mine. You could have stayed if you wanted to was it really that impossible? Or did you simply not want to?
Giving something a name doesn’t always make it a relationship. Time can’t measure how deep or lasting a bond is. Some connections have no name, yet their depth is endless; and some long relationships are filled with sorrow and distrust. The foundation of any relationship is built on trust and faith. A bond surrounded by lies and disbelief becomes a haunting feeling many chase false emotions, but they never understand the true worth of trust.
Was our relationship really that fragile, that worthless to you? How could you walk away just by giving one reason? Did you really have to leave me in this helpless state?
Isn’t there any way left for me to return to you? I want to come back to you… Please, just once, come back to me.
But look at the cruel game of fate no matter how much I want to, I can’t talk to you. I can’t show you the depth of my helplessness, nor can I bring you back no matter how hard I try. My life feels just like that song by Hasan:
“Whatever I touch with my hands turns into sorrow.”
Our relationship was hidden yet deep no one could ever know it. And yet, with just one word from you, to keep your wish, I let you go, even if it meant tearing myself apart. That feeling silent, wordless, suffocating. Letting you go to honor your last words was the most painful moment of my life.
I just want you to talk to me once. Please, understand me… just once.
