I pass through the fabrications of daily life like always
Having said "understood." once, there's no going back.
It's a premeditated crime, right? After crying at dinner,
You smiled.
Saying "I'm the same," I added up false feelings.
I spat them out and went quiet, collecting them all the while.
No matter what, we'll meet face-to-face and say "farewell."
I'm still not qualified to say it.
I burrow into the ashes and gnaw at the second hand.
In a daydream, I smashed it up.
But it won't break. It won't stop.
It continues, unaware of the "truth."
I want to take you away, hide you, and forget,
Even if there isn't a single thing we understand about each other.
Don't come back at me with "sorry." when we meet!
After all, I don't want formless words.
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