How To Stop Loving You

If I'm being honest, I'll never feel this way about anyone else because there's a part of me that will never know how to stop loving you.
Loving you is like muscle memory; I do it without even trying.
I miss you in a desperately aching way.
I miss you as if you're just gone for the weekend and I'll see you on Sunday.
Maybe in another lifetime, I'd know when to let go.
Maybe in another lifetime, I wouldn't need to.

坦白说，我再也不会对别人有这样的感觉了，因为我的一部分永远不会知道如何停止爱你。
爱你就像肌肉记忆，我不需要努力就做到了。
我想你，带着一种迫切而痛苦的心情。
我想你，就像你只是离开了一个周末，而我会在星期天见到你。
也许在另一个生命中，我会知道何时该放手。
也许在另一个生命中，我根本不需要放手。