Translation

love is a strange thing!

Her dark eyes scramble frantically.
I can sense the nervousness from the shifting in her breath.
How do I tell him farewell?

I am not used to giving lovers advice.
My view on love is a bit different.
"You simply walk away," I say.

Her dark eyes swell with salted water.
I can feel her heart break.
But, he thinks we're happy.

I don't understand this language.
Her tears frustrate me...
"You want to go or you want to stay?"

She looks at me...past me.
I feel lost and helpless.
"I want to go...but he'll want me to stay"

I need a translation.
Their love is strange.
How can he feel happiness through her emptiness?