Don't ask me about poetry

You once said that you really loved me.

Why? why?

But lying in someone's arms and saying you love me

If you want to be free, why do you say you love me?

We can't tell who is right and who is wrong.

I used to believe that you really loved me.

Confuse, confuse

You lie in someone's arms and say you love me.

If you are doomed to miss it, why do you say you love me?

Forget it. Forgetting it is the real liberation.

Commitment is like a bubble, it can't stand the real touch.

The oath of eternal love is just words,

Don't ask me, do I still love you? Am I thinking about you?

I don't want to talk about it either.

The reality is too cold to find the corner of love.

There is nowhere to hide in the ends of the earth.

I don't miss you anymore. Will you miss me? Are you in love with me?

You don't want to talk about it.

Origin and extinction

The former lover has a new life.

She lay in someone else's arms and said she loved me.

I can't laugh or cry,

This is the life of dog X.