為何我用盡了一百種方法去忘記你，卻總有一百另一種方法能想起你？

Why do I use a hundred ways to forget you， but there is always another way to think of you？

我不聯絡你，是因為我情願多一份永不停歇的想念和牽掛，也不願觸碰那一絲一毫的冷漠。

I don‘t contact you， because I would like to have a never-ending miss and care， but also do not want to touch the slightest bit of indifference。

也許我還不夠能力把你徹底忘記，至少我懂得適當離去。再多的語言與眼淚，也無法讓另一個人知道你的悲傷。

Maybe I don’t have the ability to forget you completely， at least I know how to leave properly。 No matter how much language and tears， you can‘t let another person know your sadness。

有些痛，說不出來，只能忍著，直到能夠慢慢淡忘。後來我們終於還是離開了所有曾經視之如命的所有。

Some pain， can not say， can only endure， until can slowly forget。 Later， we finally left all that we once regarded as our lives。

我不是你的夢，你怎知我笑著顫抖抽泣無法言語的痛。當初明明是你硬闖進來的，最後卻是我捨不得你離開。

I’m not your dream， how do you know I‘m smiling， shivering， sobbing， unable to speak of pain。 At the beginning， it was you who broke in， but in the end， I couldn’t bear to leave you。