I thought I had let go

　　I will remember your name, even if there's no story between us.

　　Don't worry, I won't bother you; I'll just quietly watch you and wish you well. Because I know I like you, and if you don't like me, that would be a bother. Love never seeks possession, but rather fulfillment.

　　You love her deeply, even though she causes you endless pain and leaves you battered and bruised, you still love her. To put it bluntly, people are quite fickle; you don't want someone who loves and pampers you, but you desperately try to be good to someone who ignores you.

　　Ultimately, my love for you has nothing to do with you.