I seem to forget how fragile are the strong. And I'm sorry I can't talk to you in person, your face just makes my words melt away... I hope that explains why you never understand me.
But I want you to know why I left...
I'm giving up love, my dear.
But if one day you want to shoot me a letter, that would be perfectly okay. But if you now and forever hate me, that's okay too. Because that's what love's about, & that's why I'm giving it up.