BTS|Tear

Goodbyes are, for me, a tear.
Without even knowing, it blooms around my eyes. The words that I could not bring myself to say flow down and lingering regret crawl over my face.
To me, you were once my dear
but now you're merely a bitter beer.
My heart that's stained with belated self-loathing becomes empty even with the passing breeze. At the end of my play where breakup was a lie.
The price that I had to pay came to me.
If someone said they would turn back the time for me, would I have been able to be a bit more honest?
The bare face that only I know
the ugly and pathetic old friends within me.

Would you still be able to love me again like before?
With that smile with which you used to look at me?
Stop saying things like forever, forever.
After all, the end originally exists.
If there's a start, I don't wanna listen to that. Words that are too correct or too much consolation... I don't wanna listen to that.

I was just so scared because it seemed like perhaps I had never loved you at all
Although it was late, that you were true that only you loved me more.

You're my tear
What more can I say?

We walked towards the same place but this place becomes our last.
Although we used to talk about forever, now we break each other without mercy.
Although we thought that we dreamed the same dream, that dream has finally become a dream.
My heart is torn, please burn it instead
so that pain and regret, none of that would be left

Goodbyes are T.E.A.R
because things like tears are a luxury.
There's no such thing as beautiful goodbyes.
So just begin now.
Take it easy, slowly carve out my heart
that's right, gently step on the shards that have shattered, so that regret, such a thing will no longer be left.
Please burn up my heart that was torn into shreds.
That's right, right there, what are you hesitating for?
This is the ending you were wishing for,
so go on and kill me without hesitating. Burn it, so not even the ashes remain

This is the real you and this is the real me.
Now we've seen the end and not even resentment is left.
I've woken up from the sweet dream and I close my eyes.
This is the real you and this is the real me

You're my tear
You're my tear
You're my fear

What should I say?
We know the answer is fixed.
But replying is always hard!

Why are you spilling it?
Why are you tearing it up?
It's useless, to me goodbye is only those moments (Flashback)
The moment you say words from your mouth.
The moment our focus becomes irregular. At the moment where everything is dangerous.
Our end that two letters handed to us, that I won't cry, that I won't tear it up.
I can't say those kinds of words. In the future, I, too, break up, incurable diseases.

You're my beginning and my end, that is all. My meeting and my farewell
You were everything, step forward fear
It will be repeated, caused by you.
Tear
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