So long, I have been deliberately close, waiting for his soul to respond; in so long, I have been concerned about the letter, because only and his communication will use the chat tool. For a long time, he began to worry, also in the night time insomnia, because thinking, because love a person, will let the quiet heart began to float at.
I was so strong that he is a quiet woman, just like reading love text in the quiet afternoon, just like watching the world come and go, the love entanglement Dan Xiangsi not and I just, I just want that stood behind me to accompany me to look at water man as long as he is in love with me, my love is not love he has nothing to do with the world.
But life is not like not good at copying path in life. But I still is the main character, can lead the tears is extra play, together with the story of the script is also the reality changed beyond recognition. Have to admit, I lost myself, lost to the person I love, also lost to quietly growing out of love.
I began to feel fear, panic, touched at. Love a person, yes, but fell in love with a person who don't love you, that is how the pain. That day, he heard that he likes the external publicity, the beautiful and graceful girl. At that moment, the long-awaited heart instantly into alcohol, blurred lost sunshine support, let myself drift in the boundless sea, washed his sadness. I'm not his woman, there is no way to pretend he look of love, the bones of the peace cannot release the coquettish. I was, to him, is always strange, just a not in my heart ripple passing; and he, but in my heart silently out of the flowers, lilies and a more than sad pedicels, at midnight amid throbbing in there.
I know that we are not wrong, just two people met in the hourglass of time, is not we love each other. So only during the rainy season would rather get wet memories of their own, let little hate to precipitated dust storm, let rainbow light heart.
Many choices in life, will meet a lot of people, a lot of things, nothing is inevitable, we can only meet in the accidental and know each other. To meet, is glad, meet do not love, please leave. No one can always rely on who, unless meet the doomed man in life. Before long, I choose the dust that Acacia, grateful that he let me have a heart of joy, for he gave me a dream reason in those days, more hope in life on the road to harvest their own sunshine.
Love a person, the transfer of a world, whether sad or happy, at least we release our beauty in that season, but also because to understand, so can let oneself more splendid still.