Unconventional quotes about being addicted to love

Do you still remember? We met online that day. I remember that day, it was drizzling in the sky, and I felt so lonely. I accidentally turned on my computer and searched for a pretty girl from my hometown. You accidentally added me as a friend, and I introduced my situation to you. You said that your description was pretty good, but not what I wanted.

The wind blows gently, do you know? It's because I'm thinking of you at this time. If I have a choice in the future, I think I will accompany you to face the tests and setbacks in life! If we can have each other, I won't ask for anything anymore. Because of your company, I feel what happiness is! Because I decided to love, I think it will be worth the wait no matter how long it takes!

There was no time to recollect, no time to be intoxicated, the endless ties and scruples had already been drowned by the rain. I quietly did not want to think too much, took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and felt the emptiness and freshness of nature.

I looked up easily and realized that you were right next to me. It turns out that if we are destined to be together, we would meet each other there. If we are destined to have age, I will find someone who is younger than me. Yes, you can't hide even if you want to. Not everyone who passes by will know each other, and not everyone who passes by will make me so concerned!

At that moment, he discovered that he loved her very much. Although it was a little late, he finally understood that love does not always have to be a vow of eternal love, nor does it always have a so-called romantic form.

Maybe many years later we will grow old slowly. I am willing to accompany you quietly to grow old slowly. Fate has connected us. I will definitely cherish it. No. Will let happiness slip away easily from my hands! Even if I have to face a lot of choices, I will still stick to it. I just need you to give me time. I don’t know if you can see what I write?

I really want the clock to stop here and keep every minute and every second with you! Don’t want to miss anything! I am very happy these days. I want to thank you for bringing me such happiness. Thank you very much! I realized that without knowing it, I had quietly lost myself, and I realized that I really fell in love with you. The cup in my hand is transparent, and my heart is also transparent at this time, so I decided not to hide it from you anymore!

In the end, beauty does not belong to me. In the days to come, I won’t have you by my side. I won’t be able to see or hear your gentle voice. I won’t be able to receive the messages you sent. When my eyes are filled with tears, there will be no one to comfort me... How could you? Are you willing to hurt me like this. A few years later, if we meet by chance, shouldn't we be like strangers? The promise depicts forever and always being vulnerable.

Until one time, she had to go home very late because of a holiday party with colleagues. Originally, he wanted to give her a holiday surprise, but he didn't expect that she hadn't returned home until late at night. His mood immediately changed from joy to uneasiness. He didn't know why he was so uneasy?

God likes to play tricks on people, but you appeared when I was at my lowest mood and lost the direction of life. Gradually, I got used to your greetings and company. Only you, You can understand my inner difficulties and my inability to control myself! I realize that from now on, there is an extra you in my heart!

Standing at the corner of the road, with the couples coming and going around me, their fleeting smiles may one day become an eternal moment, or maybe they will miss each other just like me now. Tears fell, it turned out that I couldn't let go.

We eat together several times a week, go out or go shopping, because he is a person who has experienced vicissitudes of life. She told him to look ahead and not to recall the past. He was very touched. Even when we are "together" and don't see each other, we occasionally talk on the phone.

Sometimes she feels happy, but she always denies that it is because of love. Because in her heart, love should be vigorous, lingering, or romantic, but their relationship is just a habit - he is used to pampering her and taking care of her, and she is used to being taken care of by him. That's all.

I don’t understand why you have such special tenderness towards rain? I'm confused, why do I like rain so much? I am willful, why do I have such an impulsive obsession with rain?

I remember the second time I met you, the sky was clear, the moon was high, and the stars were densely packed. It was already 23:58 midnight, and I was about to turn off the computer and go to bed to rest. Your beautiful QQ avatar suddenly lit up. I immediately felt very happy. I didn't expect you to come online to see me so late. Your first sentence was: You haven't slept yet! I said I was watching a movie. Do you think it looks good? Go to bed early.

When I see you playing around with other girls, my heart begins to tangle. I wish I was the only one in your eyes. But, it seems that I have never been in your eyes.

I like that feeling, you hold me in your arms, we rely on each other quietly, and then I muster up the courage to say those words to you, those words that have been hidden in my heart for a long time, many words I I don’t know who to talk to, I suppress a lot of words in my heart, but I don’t know why, but I am willing to tell you everything. I like that we can cuddle up tightly like this!

Now, I dare not think of you, because I am afraid that I will be flooded with pain again. From the beginning of the story, it is destined to be a tragedy. In some dark corner, I hide my dead love. The eternity once said is just a scenery in a fairy tale, seeing through the falseness of the world.

You are the wings of dreams, carrying full of hope towards the palace of happiness, making countless dreams shine in countless inadvertent moments, and you are like an invisible painting

Lean on the window lattice covered with autumn cool, let the thin raindrops outside the window turn into moving butterflies, fly into your dimly lit dream, rub the petals of your heart, and tell you my endless thoughts.

You are the sparkle in spring, you are beautiful, tender, soft, fresh, innocent and innocent, the new life after decay, and the innocence in the prosperous world of mortals.

Just ordinary friends, not necessary. I clearly remember that day was September 25th. You had just entered school and were in military training.

When we met for the first time, we chatted from 17:52 to 18:42. You said you were going to have military training, so we waved goodbye.

Once you are addicted to poison, you will not be able to get rid of it for three lifetimes. You may cry, laugh, be happy, or be sad. I am afraid that only you know it. What do you want me to say about you?

Put on your headphones and start traveling alone. Just like that, go on with endless memories to explore the secrets of the next stop.

As winter passes and spring comes, it’s your flowering season. Spring passes and summer comes, it’s your expression. The passing of autumn and winter is your photo album, and the blooming and fading of flowers is ultimately your destiny.

Now that I think about it, it’s so ridiculous. The love I have persisted for so long cannot withstand the passage of time. We promised happiness, but it's a pity that it's not you who will accompany me until the end. Perhaps, we should all let go. Giving each other freedom is the best love.

Sigh, the laughter of the past, the joys and sorrows of the past, the origin and demise of the past, we are helpless and shuttle through the time tunnel along the annual rings of the years, mixed with troubles and confusions.

Do you still remember what we said? You say I'm a prodigal who can't stop walking, but my blood is also flowing with tenderness. In the days when the birds sang and the swallows danced, your sweet smile and the slightest movement of your fingers were dyed in ink into a picture scroll and recorded in my mind. Your sweet poetry accompanies me in the world. Fortunately, I have a close friend who is always there. The coldness on that sleeve is my overflowing lovesickness. I breathe out, but I can’t breathe out the warmth that only you have.

It’s just that our love is too short-lived. Maybe, you are right, we can't give each other the happiness we want. Once upon a time, we wrote about our lives before the sunset. That person made me love deeply, and that love made me love very persistently.

Tonight, the autumn rain is still falling, but it is already so close to the end of the world. I am as lonely as a candle, and you gather alone in the lotus pond. The moonlight at this time is as cool as your eyes, carefully peeking through the window lattice. Unfortunately, I was ignorant at the time and could not understand the basket of sentimental suffering. The lonely moon contains fragrance, which is my lonely chant.

If spring doesn’t have that touch of crystal, it’s no different from winter. If you don’t have that authenticity, it’s just a beautiful body, so it’s no different from the model in the window. You have scored the highest marks for your image with your kindness and sincerity, which is why I sincerely admire you.

You said: Is it true? Then why are you looking for it online? How could you find me? Why is this? Can you tell me? I said: This is God’s will! It's also our fate. There are hundreds of millions of netizens. Why did we find you? Isn't this God's will? We should cherish it, don’t you think so?

Can you understand my sincerity? I just want to tell you that this eventful September has an extra you! From now on, I have one more concern! The gentle breeze blows gently, blowing off the rustling petals, like rain, like mist, more like poetry, falling to the ground and spreading all over the body. You are like a butterfly, dancing gracefully, chasing fragrant shadows, and attracting my gaze.

Silently asking the sky, why did you let your figure float in front of me, and let my eyes stay for you from now on, not knowing the direction. I ask the world why your smile makes me so gorgeous, but it never stops in time and space for me, so I always have to meet you in an illusory dream.

With this touch of crystal, everything becomes vivid and bright. The colorful flowers are blooming in a dazzling display, the green mountains are covered with fresh green, the clear river water is sparkling, and the delicate leaves are exuding bursts of freshness.

Slowly, she got used to his care. She was used to being held by his big hand when walking, used to having him put all the delicious dishes into her bowl when eating, and used to being pampered by him like a child.

Tears are flowing and our hearts are hurting, but we are powerless to save it. I don’t know how long this waiting lasted. I am used to waking up every day to see if you have been here and if there is your breath in the air. Looking at the strangers passing by in a hurry, trying hard to find your back, in the end, I could only turn around and leave. Perhaps, it is destined that we will not get results.

In that cherry blossom season, I met you. When you walked past me, it was just a gust of wind. It turns out that a smile can be so contagious. Since then, I have begun to pay attention to your every move and hide you in my heart. So, I worked hard to chase your footsteps, getting closer all the time, just to make you pay more attention to me.

Do you know how many people have met your smile and heard of happiness again? Have you ever known how many people watched you leave, leaving your happiness unknown?

I leaned against the tree and stared, and you danced melodiously with a string of innocent laughter. Bluestone alley, drizzle, it doesn't matter if I can't paint an umbrella with all the splendor, I smile and look at you holding a floral oil paper umbrella, colorful styles are coming, the outside of the umbrella is cold, but the inside is infinite tenderness, that kind of thing is called The joyful mood quietly planted seeds in each other's hearts.

Their love progressed quite smoothly. She was very considerate to him. When he was sick, she rushed to cook and cooked a pot full of bone soup for him. He snickered at the skilled cooking skills, and then pulled her aside to do it himself. Even so, he was still very touched. He wanted to share the fruits of his hard work with her, and she felt happy.

You are the sonorous wind, bright and powerful. Before you arrive, God has arrived. You are like the tender green sprouting on the withered grass, fresh and fresh. You are not the graceful wicker, left to the mercy of the wind, you are the tall white magnolia tree, allowed to be blown by the wind, beaten by the rain, standing majestic, just for this spring, the tree blooms white, and blooms crystal clear all season.

They were of the same age, and he found a fluttering feeling in her. He saw her mature thoughts and calm mentality. They were introduced to each other, felt good about each other, and then started dating.

He hated drunk women the most. He was afraid that she would get drunk. What's more, it was so late and calling would not help. He waited anxiously and finally waited for her return. He was very angry, and he didn't know why he was so inexplicably angry, but looking at her uncomfortable look, he suddenly felt a feeling of distress.

She thought he was a person who could only express his feelings in this way. A romantic man would never be so practical. He would at least give her a bouquet of flowers or a surprise gift. But he would often look at her with tender eyes. Say things like "I will cherish you and take good care of you" to her. Although she felt very warm, she still stubbornly wanted to hear the classic and tacky "I love you"

When he met her, he had reached an embarrassing state of mind where he no longer dared to hope for love. For him, it has become a step-by-step routine to some extent.

The leaves spin and fall, suddenly withering, but my love for you has never changed. Later, you said you liked me. After hearing this, I felt that the world had changed and everything was beautiful.

You are not worldly, but you are committed to the world. The sincerity shining in you is the root that I cannot let go of. Let this root take root in my heart. Your calm smile, brisk words, and beautiful and free style are like the sparkling light in spring. They are pleasing to the eye and make me intoxicated, like a dream.

I hope that this season of silently watching will not wait for my sad departure. I hope that this period of spring can stay on your face for a long time. Let me put my pious words silently. Write it into your heart.

If you ask me what else I can’t bear to part with, it’s the separation from you. It’s strange, I always feel a little more concerned in my heart! If one day, I lose my memory, forget the time and forget you, I will definitely not forget the sweetness we had! Sometimes, I actually know that you are feeling very sad. What are you thinking? I can understand even if you don’t tell me!

He helped her lie down on the bed, made her a cup of hot tea, and then used a towel to wipe away the stains around her mouth... He did all this patiently, and he was surprised that he Not a trace of impatience. Looking at her calm face in her sleep, I felt a tenderness in my heart that I wanted to treat her well and take good care of her. ;