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We are strangers,
Met by the crazy chance.
As time passes by,
What will be left of us?
What will be left for us?
Will you remember me?
Will you be my memory?
Or just nothing?
บางทีก็สงสัย
เมื่อเวลาผ่านไป
เราจะเหลืออะไร
จะเป็นแค่ความทรงจำ
หรือไม่เหลืออะไรเลย
ถ้าเป็นความทรงจำที่หลงเหลือ
เราจะมองกันและกันในแง่ดีไหม
จะยังคงจำกันได้หรือเปล่า
หรือว่าแค่นึกแล้วผ่านไป
ความทรงจำจะเหลืออะไร จะเป็นอะไร
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มันจะเหลืออะรัย...ขึ้นอยู่กับว่าเราทำอะรัยในชวงเวลาที่ผ่านไปต่างหาก
ตกลงเราเข้าใจเรื่องเดียวกันหรือเปล่าเนี่ย?
At first I didn’t mean to write this piece for us,
but then, since you were here to post the comment,
and since it had very much become our situation,
I feel like replying your comment here..
although the time had passed since you left me the comment,
and since you left me.
I know you are no longer here with me,
and still so far, now and then,
the very thoughts of you pop up in my head,
and I miss you.
It became the fact of life
to have you with me,
and then, the fact of life,
to not have you with me.
Yes, I’ve learnt to live with both of them,
Though the effect and pain of the latter last longer on me.
We were strangers,
Met by the crazy chance.
As time passes by,
We got to know each other,
Little by little.
As time passes by,
We become strangers again.
Oh, strangers we have become.
I never see the real you,
Only the you who were with me,
And somewhat,
You never know the real me,
Only the me who were with you.
I never know the reason you left,
And too many if’s, too many what if’s running in my head,
I wish I knew,
I wish I understood.
You said the feeling you had for me was special,
But I guess, sadly guess,
It is no longer around.
And yes I wonder,
Will you ever miss me,
Will you ever think of me?
Just as the way the poem says itself loud.
Oh, I made it a fact of life,
Not to have you around,
Not to have you with me,
And yes, I miss you sometimes.
Dear One,
I have something to tell you. I felt lost and alone when you left me. I was sad, undone and missed you. And I kept listening to many heart-broken songs. I listened to ‘I wish you love’, as it quite explains my feeling. I know you think of nothing for me, but I still wish all the best for you; I will wish you love, shelter, happiness and everything. But then, after a while, I realised I only enjoyed having someone with me to do things, to go places, especially I had long had such a companion to. I might miss you, but I miss having a partner to run around together even more. And again I came to my senses I let you go so easily cos that was what you wanted. But here I would like to tell you that you are such a coward. You didn’t have to fade away, instead give me a word but I would bother you no more. Such disappearing made things more complicated. You told me and we would come to the end. And here I’m warning you, you were lucky to meet my kind, yet it nay not be so in the future and in your next break-up. Be a man, not just a boy, and take responsibility in your own action.
Here I say good bye, you are nothing to me now. Absolutely nothing. Grow up.
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