I do not tremble at your indiscreet and cruel goodbye;
lies were etched into my skin,
and without a doubt, they turned into wounds so deep
that I am dying from the feeling.
I wish for your death to be pure and complete,
a death where you lie buried
beneath a cherry blossom tree.
I condemn you to rot eternally
within your own beautiful heart.
I believed in your poisoned words,
but I want nothing from you anymore.
You asked for forgiveness and left;
I forgave you, I endured it,
but I no longer want to see your name written on paper.
I wish for your downfall,
for your heart to stop so gracefully
that even doctors are left in awe.
I loved you, but now I understand:
falling in love is not the same as staying.
Love is not a fleeting flame,
like those in Japanese folklore.
As my heart tells me,
I no longer want your lies;
I hate your falsehoods, your hypocrisy,
but I adore your charm and charisma.
That is why I condemn you
to the most beautiful and precious fate you deserve,
but with my hatred and my feelings.
I condemn you to your ruin
in the most beautiful way possible.
I adore and despise you with all my being.
Thank you for loving me…
What am I saying?
Thank you for leaving.
Go find someone better;
I wish you luck,
because I will never return to you
or believe you again.