明明是彼此相爱的人，但却都被固执遮住了眼。
因为害怕在围绕着的变化，所以化成了胆小的刺猬。
心灵的空虚，是那么需要彼此来填。
但爱，明明就已在敲着对方的门，可没有人有勇气去面对诚恳。
两人都只握着那无为的不安，等着哪个人来解答心中的猜测。
没人知道，其实爱很简单。
与其躲避和拒绝爱对方的冲动，何不把理智抛开，
勇敢地跑向那扇一直都在为彼此开着的幸福之门。
Looking at how they cannot forgot about each other.
Looking at how they still attach to each other's names.
Looking at how they leave their presence at each other's walls.
Looking at how they have made it so obvious that they do still love.
But looking at how they choose to live in self-denial.
Looking at how they reject each other's calling.
Looking at how they refuse to see that they are loved.
Looking at how they have unknowingly built a wall between.
It gives me that urge to want to knock some sense into each of them.
Why do they have to make themselves seem so miserable?
Why can't they see their worth?
It is so clear that they are still in love,
but they choose to talk to each other through talking to everyone else.
Just what exactly is holding them back?
Just what exactly is so hard to decide?
I don't understand what can be so serious that could separate the two who are still in love.
It gets kinda attention seeking and that everyone else has to live with their drama.
It's so painful to witness this tragedy...
Just get over it already!
