I am a person who is destined to be tired. At the age of just knowing, I have made me encounter him - a boy who I can't let go of my life, but his heart has already been stationed.
That day, an inert-minded heart was deeply embarrassed to a helpless, it would not be self-extricted. It seems that all the time is attached to his life, and the eyes are looking for every footprint about him. Everything is born because of him. His one move will trigger my boundless delusion and not from the autonomous heartbeat. Have him around, and it is full of fascinating fragrances.
Falling people who don't love themselves are painful, so they love him, but there is no courage to make him clear, it is a very torment. I have a thousand words to talk to him. It is so eager to get his true warm hug, and you can only cast a friendship with him.
I remember that in the holiday he left, I finally realized what is the true Acacia, a bleak pain deeply dripped every night. Many of the nights behind the lights, lying on the wooden board bed in the dormitory, holding the pen in the hands of the brown pen ink, and the tide of the heart is playing, but how to write unclear feelings.
I am like this, every day, every day, I am just like a young yo, I am like. And all the mystery of this can only be swallowed by oneself. The loneliness of weakness, let me tear. However, how to lose weight, I have lost all the directions, I don't regret my own payment from beginning to end.
Perhaps many of us have long been used to thinking in rationality, making decisions after measuring all the advantages and disadvantages. Love, of course, no exception. No one is willing to pay true feelings, and this kind of secret love is only in the heart of the young girl who stayed in the heart.
But this flawless emotion, flourifically, swaying light waves, softly sprinkling from the sky, does not doped a secular dirt. Wipple colorful youth fantasy into a beautiful damask, let the memory that carefully cut, and tied the bouquet of emotions, embedded. Let the sincere feelings look more clearly in every moment of thinking.
Although people who have loved their deep love, he didn't even need to take whit guilt and heavy, but his important thing for me didn't need to give him back to me. In love, but I can't guard, so that I am imagined with emotions, in my heart, use a permanent memories and feelings, for it plated a layer of holy and beautiful glory; with the years of the years, this brilliance will The more you make people think, it is very interested.
In the youth of the flowers, you can have such a person who is dreaming in life is lucky. Even if the final ending is just separation, I also thank this hopeless feelings to bring their own aesthetic memories, so they have become happy at all times.
The most sad thing is to wait until the color of the flowers is taken away, you still have no one who really deserves your love. The youth of the blank that has no true love is a broken, there is no interest. When you don't feel, love and hate are not there, then it is desert, that is the time when it is really lonely.
Although I have already come out from the hopeless secret love, I re-confirmed my feelings. But afraid of the painful and sweet dark time, I still feel the feelings. Every time you recall, because there is his existence, it looks shine. Only people who really love to have lived deeply: the original love is a kind of so subtle thing, once an accidental heart will make people who have sticky a lifetime, for it to die, do not ask for a half point ... ...
