A person crying secretly

I have been pretending to be strong, thinking that I won’t cry any more, but now I cry more and more. A person is lonely, a person is crying secretly, no one knows, just because it is a person’s loneliness, no, a person cries secretly just to comfort his hurt heart. Over the years, I have been holding up for my sincere feelings until now. No one will understand the hardships over the years and no one will understand a man’s persistence in love. In other people’s opinion, I am very happy! Who can see how many tears I shed behind me, how many unknown pains I have had and how sad I am. But who can comfort my injured heart. I really want to cry happily, but who can provide me with a place to cry, but who can cry on my shoulder? Only crying secretly in my heart, I am tired, really tired, people think too much will be tired, I am afraid of late night, because there will be endless loneliness attacking me, but I like late night, in such a night, a person sat by the computer and read the information you once sent me. Sometimes crying, sometimes laughing, sometimes happy, sometimes crying. Only then did I find myself going deep into the bone marrow. Remember to tell you; I am afraid of the night, don’t cry at night. Now I cry alone in this dark night, you have opened my inner world, in this night, in the cruel world of reality, your trembling lips still say the word break-up. I have some ears that don’t believe in myself. You said inseparable words, but now I know that this is just a kind of perfunctory sweet words. At this time, only one person can cry secretly without scruple. It doesn’t matter anyway. Because you are your listener, you are your own object of catharsis. What troubles, sadness and anger will slowly precipitate with your tears in loneliness. In the world of smoky Rain, who is breathing and who is shouting for whom. We are all children who do not understand the world of flowers. Who can see through hypocrisy and who can understand hypocrisy. Who can understand his inner world? There is only one person crying secretly and expressing his feelings with crying. If I can choose in this life, I would rather choose not to meet you. I would rather not know that there is a person like you in this world in my whole life. What is sadness and love, hate and love, you destroyed my heart as hot as fire with your indifference,. For the first time, I found that tears could also flow so beautifully. I kept walking around in my eyes and gently gliding through my eyes without any sound. I flowed down my cheeks and fell down my lower jaw to the ground. A drop of flowing tears can’t wet the skirt, even can’t touch everything in the world, but it drips into my heart, so salty, so bitter and so cold, if you miss you, you will have pain in your heart but can’t say it. If you miss you, you will have a complaint that is suffering but has nowhere to vent. If you miss you, you will have a clearly messy square inch, but you still need to disguise meaningless torture. If you are obviously sad, you still try your best to hide your sadness. Because I am afraid of losing, although I want to hold your hand, I hesitate when I dare not approach. Because I want to keep the beauty I once had, I tell myself that it is better to miss seeing each other. Because I was deeply in love, I was entangled with the tens of thousands of love lines that I just frowned and felt in my heart. Because it can’t be opened, Therefore, I was doomed to have no regrets in my life, and I was doomed to cry for you secretly. All these should come and go. It’s not that I don’t want to keep you, but it’s too late. On this waiting road, I have become nothing. At this moment, you can only just watch you leave, and even if you don’t give up, you can’t keep your heart. Looking up at the sky, looking at the still light gray color, my heart began to ache again. When Can my sky clear and when can I feel the warm sunshine. Whether all this is going to end, but my heart is still fluttering. Finally, I gradually learned to get used to being sad, crying and heartbreaking. I am used to being alone. Although I don’t want to, I have no choice. But when I decided to leave resolutely, I cried and cried for someone for the last time. Now, we have all changed, all of which have changed and become strange. The past may be just silly to someone. I have changed and become numb. The past, for me, may be just a pity. In the past, my willfulness had hurt him countless times. Now he is not as serious about his feelings as he used to be. I know that everything has changed. If everything can be started again, I will definitely not leave. I will not leave someone worth loving for a lifetime. I don’t cry easily. Only when I face the person I love most can I become vulnerable. Maybe a choice will destroy a person. The tearful eyes have dried, and the bleeding heart has stopped. Is the dawn coming soon? Through a glimmer of light outside the window, I want to go out, out of the shadow of my heart, out of the network of love, out of the hopeless waiting. No matter how difficult the road ahead is, I will go out. I don’t want to cry secretly at this moment. Written at home in QQ351179018, Zhangjiajie, Hunan

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