虽然我有一万种想见你的理由，却少了一种能见你的身份。
“不联系，是因为你的冷淡告诉我打扰到你了；
不主动，是因为根本打动不了你。
不打扰，是我爱你最后的方式。”

Give up a person who cares, how much disappointment you have to save to let go.
放弃一个在乎的人，得攒多少失望才舍得放手。

After you, I will never try to please anyone.
在你以后，我再也不会这样去拼命讨好任何一个人。

It is hard for me to feel like I am loved by you.
被你喜欢过，我很难觉得别人有那么喜欢我。

But I do not think of you again, but occasionally think of the original self - Desperate self.
可是我已经不会再想起你，只是偶尔会想起当初那个奋不顾身的自己。

Put you down and let yourself go.
放下你，也放过自己。

I think I should go to embrace a lot of people in the future, but not as tight as you hold.
我想以后应该还会去拥抱许多人，但是都不会像抱你抱的那么紧了。
No connection, no initiative, no interruption, this is the last way I love you.
不联系，不主动，不打扰，这是我爱你的最后方式。