Tears said to break up

With a full of sadness, another Valentine’s Day was ushered in. At this time, the song in my ear was crying: you finally told me to break up. We walked to the intersection of the fork, hoping that this second would stay forever! When you turned around and left, I stood where I was and didn’t walk. The tears in my eyes could not stop flowing. Love could really make people cry. Along the way, I didn’t know how many words I wrote for you and how many tears I dried. If I could spend my whole life with you, even if I shed all my tears, I would have no regrets! Just because, I am really love you! You should know that in this world, no matter when, no matter where, my heart will always care about you. But I know that you and I are performing a life story without ending. Although I have decided to forget you for countless times, I can only get more pain in my heart. From the easy tears when I first thought of you to now, when I thought of you, the suffocating pain in my heart could not shed a drop of tears. My feelings for you have faded! Or is my tears dry? You turned around so easily. You left, took away my smile, took away my light, and took away my last attachment to life, leaving me endless darkness and bone-like torture, helpless, disappointed, tears dried up, but blood was dripping in my heart. I admit that I am less than you, less than your firmness, less than your tolerance, less than your ability to bear pain, and less than your bravery. Maybe my shoulders are not wide enough, but they are enough to cover the wind and rain for you; Maybe my arms are not strong enough, but they can still hold up a blue sky for you. Your turn is natural and unrestrained without dragging water. My turn is extremely painful and hundreds of times looking back for your figure. If you can’t turn over the past page, don’t turn it over. If you turn over the dust, your eyes will be lost. Happiness must be accompanied by sadness, and it should be sunny after the rain. If it still rains after the rain, if it is still sad after the sadness, you should face the parting after calmly. Smile to forget an impossible you! I understand all these principles, but I don’t have the ability to make myself happy. If I am doctor, I can cure everyone, but I cannot cure myself. If I am wise man, I can see through everyone’s thoughts, but I never know what I am thinking. I often persuade myself to forget her! She deserves a better future. Someone is more suitable for her and better for her than you. We shouldn’t have stories, and we wouldn’t have ended. Not to mention the sequel. I don’t hate her for such a ending. It’s all my own fault. It’s infatuation that makes me addicted. It’s too late to bury it with blood and tears after the prosperity. Love to the heartbreak is just because the meeting is so beautiful, and the heart always stays there, finally, I understood that once the sea was hard to be water, but Wushan was not the sadness behind the cloud. I have no intention to love you all my life, but I can’t fall in love with others all the time. I have no intention of expecting you any more, but I can’t get out of the tenderness you have given. I tried to find another person to replace you, but finally found that you were already irreplaceable. I have no intention of missing you every day, but I can’t get rid of the picture about you in my mind. I have no intention of crying when I think of you, but I can’t control it all the time. I can only let it flood into disaster. Am I hopeless? The love you once gave was the most poisonous poison. Although it was not fatal, I couldn’t get rid of it. It poisoned my smile, my sunshine and my happiness. In the late night of February 14, 2012, the deep thoughts for you hit again when you woke up at midnight. You can only use words, broken words, and silently narrate the little blessings, little love, little bit by bit. And I have no tears, tears always flow at the end of the story, flow at the end of everything! Late Night Zan on February 14, 2012 (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) Phoenix Mountain Spring Tour

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