I don't get it - but I still love you. 

I couldn't say one bad thing about you.
... (Except that fact that you don't love me.)

Hvor langt tid kan det blive ved med at gøre fysisk ondt at leve uden din dig og din kærlighed?

Dreams

Please, will you make him believe
That I always thought you should follow your dreams
However hard and uncertain it seems

Accept

Jeg tror aldrig, at jeg ikke vil elske dig.
Jeg glæder mig bare til den dag det ikke skriger i mig efter at fortælle dig det.

All of my "you" are still you

Why we can't be friends - and why I can't let go

I have no idea why I still miss you.