Honey (english)

I wanted a lot, and I still do,
but now I feel too betrayed and not by him, but by myself.
I promised myself I won't throw myself in front of bullets anymore,
that I'll take better care of my broken heart.
Indeed he healed it only for a few days.
That's how long it took me to fall in love with him...
one day to talk, one day to look at each other and another day to fall asleep together.
By the moment he took me in his arms and stared deeply in my eyes, I had already fallen for him.
I didn't know who I was anymore, nor what my name was;
I only knew I belonged to him;
"You can do whatever you want with me " I said to myself.
Do whatever you want with me, well that's what he eventually did;
I think I might've said it out loud, but I didn't want to admit it.
After all, what does it matter anymore, it all passed.
Isn't that what your friends keep telling you?
Isn't that what your sister keeps telling you and your dad doesn't even want to hear about it anymore, because it's "uninteresting", so he says.
But do they know how you truly feel?
Does it matter what they say?
It matters that you still wish for something
And you can still do something
And if you surrender, he will defeat you...