I thought I was afraid of the lost years. Originally, I was more afraid of lost happiness and laughter. Am I too weak? Why do I want to run when you talk? When I want to cry when I run away, I will close my eyes, hold my head high and let the tears flow back to my heart. If my heart is gone, is everything gone? Some people are just passers-by in your life, and some things are just a movie! After reading it, don't remember that flowers bloom when you meet each other, when you love each other, and when you leave, the flowers fall at night when the breeze is fluttering. Poets have the dawn of hunger and cold, but I have no right to repeat the tears when they wake up from the warm fabric. I believe in darkness, so I became Satan's most loyal believer. I know you are invisible, and I am very inky, but you can tell me not to escape from my sight. . Sometimes, the sad QQ signature file has been typed, but I dare not press enter to send it to you, for fear that you will say that I am bored. For your sake, I have the right to see you happy. But please don't give me happiness. Because you can't stand firm, you don't trust each other unilaterally. What's more important is to believe in yourself why women are infatuated and always trapped by love. Those memories of the past are as dirty and disdainful as you. After breaking up, I always touch those past lives that hurt people intentionally or unintentionally. The most painful thing is that I am exhausted and still love you, but if you cheat, I will die. Remember! I won't be tired, I won't get hurt, I just want to be with you. Since we are separated, why bother to ask me if it hurts to break up? I have to give up, and if I can't let go, I have to let go. Everyone can see the smile on my face, but they don't know my inner pain. I have some memories, and I don't want to recall them any more, but I forgot to remember them. . . Can be around, now, why not have the same goal? Everyone's selfishness lies in that once something happens, they start to shirk what you say. At best, this is a promise, but in reality, this is a lie. I blame myself for being stupid. I can't see the emotional you clearly. Are you sad or happy? Too old and unreasonable! ! Happiness is short-lived, but scars are eternal. I just want to live my life in peace, but God let me meet you and let me feel what is "pain". The pain in my heart stuck in my throat, turned into salty liquid, poured into my eyes and even made me laugh. What else is there to cry about? Hey, my heart is more fragile than glass. When I hear that song in class, I will still be inexplicably sad. Seeing couples holding hands still makes me want to cry. This painting hurts my eyes. Www.ql 128.com Who is in my heart and what position does it occupy? Only that person can explain it best, so I choose. Don't force everything to go with the flow. If you love, please love deeply. If you don't love, please leave. If you leave, please don't hurt. Don't let me know. Who picked a battle that made you invisible and visible, only to find that seeing is invisible. If I love you just to cover up your lies, you might as well say nothing. Only when you are by my side will my mood be good. Looking at the photos of us together, I can't stop crying. Obviously, "pretending" is very tiring. But I still have to ... I can't get out of your past and bury it in my memory. I have never died, and I have never been forgotten. What you gave me was what I was waiting for, and others could see it. Who can feel the pain inside me? Bullshit youth, decadent years. We can still bear emotional damage several times. I can't cry and I won't cry. You have your life, and I have the free time I want to pursue. It will change everything, including ...........'s inner thoughts and so on. . . . . . Maybe. . . . . . Don't make me hate you. Sometimes, love is also a kind of injury. Cruel people choose to hurt others, kind people choose to hurt themselves, and flowers bloom and fall, which is gradually forgotten in people's incomprehension. You never know when you will meet love at the next corner. Do you hate depression or sadness or joy when you are alone, but you will feel more lonely when you are alone? The existence of tears proves that sadness is not an illusion. I hate to hear the word "I'm sorry", which shows that it's terrible for me to be taken advantage of, cheated, or even let down what I can't see, but isn't it more terrible to be popular? Some disappointments are inevitable, but most of them are because you overestimate yourself.