even as I run away
you tell me such kind words

and when I look back
you have said so many kind things
that I cannot forget, that I cannot stop caring

I find it impossible to speak to you
because I know that I can't change anything
I keep wondering if today you'll be alive

why can you say everything right to make me feel better,
but I can't say anything at all to help you
how cruel is this friendship we've entangled ourselves into?