I will slowly get used to being alone.

Since then, a person in this not strange and noisy city, I have to learn to get used to a person.

A person walks, a person laughs, a person cries, a person speaks, a person is silent, a person eats, a person is quiet, a person shed tears, a person is in a daze, a person whispers.

I think I will get used to being alone.

I think I will slowly tear up those heartbreaking gossip.

I think I will slowly learn to ignore you.

I think I will slowly get used to the pain of being alone.

I think I will slowly get used to hiding in a person's corner licking the wound.

I think I will slowly get used to crying secretly in no one's corner.

A person, I will learn to slowly get used to a person.

No longer pray for anything, no longer expect anything, just want to be quiet.

The weather is bright and dark, and the mood is always ups and downs. I locked myself in an empty room, alone listening to the song, crying in the corner.

I don't remember when I was used to crying when I was alone. Tears moistened my eyes. It was very disobedient and slipped down quietly without my permission.

Suddenly eager to sleep, suddenly eager to rush to Moscow, suddenly want to walk to New York, suddenly want to party alone.

Without you, I think I can and don't care. It's just that there is one less person to talk, one to eat and one to walk. I think, from today on, I will remember that you are missing. I think I have to remember that I am alone.

After all, I still want to be alone. After all, I lost you. After all, I have returned to the origin that belongs to one person. I no longer expect anything from you. I will not pray for you. I have long been discouraged by you.

Think of, once we still have warm pictures, bit by bit, still very clear playback in front of us. It is not that I deliberately think of it, but the past is reflected inadvertently in my mind.

I think of the street where we once walked hand in hand, but now I am the only one walking alone.

Think of, once we said the words, those so-called forever, has long been gone. Only the broken pieces were scattered all over the ground.

Now, we are just strangers, face to face so close, how do you want me to pretend to turn a blind eye?

Now, we are only strangers, but also keep the memory in the heart, how can I delete it?

Now, we are just strangers, the memories buried in the bottom of my heart, how can I wipe it clean?

How am I supposed to forget? How can I forget?

Time, give me a lifetime, let me learn to slowly let go.

Time, let us turn into strangers in an instant. It let me know that we are two different parallel lines, it makes me remember clearly that now we are just the most familiar strangers.

It's changed, it's just changed. Time has changed, you have changed, I have changed, we have all changed, everything has changed.

I'm a person again. In the end, I am still alone.

From now on, I will remember that I am alone.

From now on, I will remember that you are missing.

From then on, I will slowly get used to talking alone.

From then on, I will slowly get used to walking alone.

From then on, I will slowly get used to eating alone.

From then on, I will slowly get used to whispering alone.

In this strange city, I think I can get used to living alone.