At 5:30 in the morning, the city was rain, I sat in the taxi to the other end from one end of the city. The night before dawn is the deepest, and the door of the various entertainment venues of the car, the door of the various entertainment venues of the car is already silent. The dim light in the car made me see a face on the glass, and it should be my face. A face without expression, suddenly, this face is blurred, as if the rain is washed with it, but I feel that the humidity on my face is slid, salty, that should be tears.
In the mind, there is still a laughter on the dinner table before midnight. It is a joke that my friends have a joke, telling more than a friendship, a little bit like that wine, let everyone are drunk. When I took the time, the sky began to float the rain. I can't stand the lonely of a person, and I took into a noisy Di bar to let the fierce music replaced those laughter, continue to use wine paralysis. Brain and body.
Let the people who love you hate you very easy, as long as you go to stab your heart. And forgetting a person you love is really difficult, maybe for a long time, when you have already thought that he has forgotten, suddenly found that it is only deeply buried in a corner, there is no less, but it is like an old year. The wine is as more intoxicating!
I still have your fragrance on my pillow. There is also a toothbrush you have used. There is a hair on the comb, there is a food you bought for me in the refrigerator ... At this point you should be another city. The night is sleeping, but I escape because of these. After so many years, I thought I grew up, but I still chose the same cruelty. I believe that you will not know my thoughts, I don't know why I do this. I hate myself, hate my own, what happened?
I cried, I felt my heartache in the morning in the morning.
