Dear, my beloved. What do you think
About us fighting over the slightest things?
Let’s blame my stubbornness, and your false strength,
On the fact we can’t see one another right now.
Dear, my beloved. Did you already know
That even today, I’m still shaken by my feelings for you?
You slightly aloof, precious thing…
Wishing to see you, I’m steeped in tears.
I’m pretty defeated, unable to touch you… and be touched by you.
I’m feeling so uneasy, baby… though I can’t quite speak the words.
Even though it would solve everything… if you just took me in your arms.
Dear, my beloved. Why is it you think
That I’m merely self-absorbed?
I’m so surprised, my beloved –
You shouldn’t be able to say those things to me now…
From the other side of the phone, I’m getting flustered from your outburst of tears.
What do you expect me to do, baby? Despite loving you this much…
I’m in a bind ’cause I can’t imagine anything fulfilling me like you do.
Most of our reasons are foolish;
This melancholy is born of crossed wires and caring intent.
Even though it would solve everything… if you just took me in your arms.