December 22, 2004
I don't know what happened tonight, I feel like I want to write some hearts.
When you love someone, you may love her in a wrong way, you don't seem to have a porous stone, never absorb her love. Some people 's love after the typhoon, in the nourishing you, will also bring sand, sand, silt, love is occupied.
What is happiness? What is it? I think it is respect. Will respect and understand trust. A man is going to make your love to open a splendid peach blossom, and the sweet fruit is the same, he also wants to find a woman who knows that others and respects their own. Without respect, everything is ideal, all mural engrave. If there is a lack of beams on the roof, love will be fragile, not to make the wind to avoid rain.
She always said that I don't care about her, it is not the case, the space in my heart is only a person.
For her unintentional sentence, I am still waiting for her SMS to half the night.
Because her mobile phone has no electricity, I haven't returned a text message, I will be crazy for a long time, thinking that she will not have anything.
Every weekend thinks about her, I will wake up five o'clock, think of her in bed.
Although I want to see her, she often said, I have to look at it. I have never taken into my feelings, but I will still look at her, because I think she is unintentional, she will not consider that because of such a sentence, she will sweep away my good end.
Every time she is in a bad mood, my first thoughts are: Is it that I did something wrong again, provoke her angry?
Even if I am very mood, I still will not bring my emotions to her. Because I want to see her to see happiness.
Sometimes, some feelings can't say.
