“比结束更难的是，忘记。”

后来，我们什么都有了，却没有了我们。

Then, we had everything, but we had no us.

突如其来的失望，打破我蓄谋已久的希望。

The sudden disappointment shattered my long-planned hope.

很喜欢你，到此为止。你满身骄傲，我也是。

I really like you, but that's all. You are full of pride, and so am I.

我主动过，我也等过，是你拼了命的要错过我。

I have tried, I have waited, it's you who desperately want to miss me.

我们相遇是偶然，但我们的故事绝非偶然。

We met by chance, but our story was no coincidence.

那时候我逢人就炫耀我的玫瑰，从没想过原来会枯萎。

Back then, I bragged about my rose to everyone, never once thinking it would wither.

后来的我们，爱着爱着就淡了，走着走着就散了。

Later on, we loved each other less and less, and gradually drifted apart.