You even made me take hold of your breath but you ran away like this,
Without a word love leaves me,
Without a word love tosses me away,
What should I say next?
My closed lips were surprised on their own.
Coming without any words.
Why does it hurt so much?
Why does it hurt continuously?
Except for the fact that I can't see you anymore,
And that you aren't here anymore,
Otherwise it is the same as before.
Without a word you let me know love,
Without a word you gave me love,
You even made me take hold of your breath but you ran away like this,
Without a word love leaves me,
Without a word love tosses me away,
What should I say next?
My closed lips were surprised on their own.
Coming without any words.
Without a word tears fall,
Without a word my heart breaks down.
Without a word I wait for love,
Without a word I hurt because of love,
I zone out, I become a fool because I cry looking at the sky.
Without a word farewell finds me,
Without a word, the end comes to me,
I think my heart was surprised for sending you away without preparation,
It came without a word.
Without a word it comes and leaves,
Like the fever before, maybe all I need is to let it hurt for a while.
Because in the end only scars are left.
The lyrics are pretty simple. No one would actually sing this song in English because the lyrics just don't flow and well, it doesn't rhyme. Plus they're not romantic enough. But as you can hear in Korean, the singer sings it with such raw emotion that it hurts anyone listening to it.
I guess only Connie and I know how much this song symbolises hurt in the Korean drama we both adore which is, You're Beautiful. I guess we can never truly understand or feel what Hwang Tae Kyung or Go Mi Nam/Nyu or especially Shin Woo or even Jeremy goes through when this song starts lingering in the background. But you can bet that a box of tissues are in order.
I'm leaving for Korea in two hours. After which I hope to come back with a sound and rational mind. While hope and fantasy may delight or bring us satisfaction, we all know that it is only temporary. We need accidents or crashes to bring us down to boring old reality. I never realised that until yesterday, when reality slapped me in the face.
It is inevitable. Girls like Jandi or Go Mi Nyu don't even have to try. They can be whoever they want to be, even themselves, and boys come crashing into them. And they're mostly, rich, astonishingly handsome, kind, charming, tall, handsome little buggers who breaks the hearts of every other girl other than the very girl who doesn't want them.
I guess you either have to be living in a fantasy drama or South Korea for that to happen. Who knows, maybe I'll even bring back my own Shin Woo back to Singapore since all the ungrateful Go Mi Nyu bitches in South Korea don't want him.
Dear God,
Let me be happy.
self-proclamation.
My life is not a fascination worth the scrutiny of those who watch over me. Yet, I live amongst thin air and sparkling personalities.
I am an avid fan of the KoreanPop scene. So bring me to the number thirteen.