(So... I edited it. Don't know it's any better than the original, but please comment if you will~~~)
Too dense to carry.
My clasp is still strong enough.
I will always cling with fire,
but it will never suffice the craving, the ardor I feel with you.
And though they say that love is vulnerable,
my love blazes brighter than the stars.
With you I cannot cry,
and without you I cannot sleep.
When I cry and when I sleep,
my tears will be glass, and my dreams will be of you.
