Dear Susan, I'm sorry,
first of all.
And I don't expect forgiveness,
not at all.
In fact, I don't know what I write to you.
But here I am,
in a note where it blooms.
Out from
these open waters,
my blood will float around.
Guess you'll find a drop of me
in every sea.
Because if I can be the only one,
I'll stumble and fall.
From a tall rock, I will splash into the sea.
I hope you wound up happy with the right man.
May that lucky * soon
come around.
I sure hope he will treat you like a god.
Well, goodbyes, Susan,
and thanks for all.
Out from these open waters,
my blood will float around.
Guess you'll find a drop of
me in every sea.
Because if I can be the only one,
I'll stumble and fall.
From a tall rock,
I will splash into the sea.
Leave me be.