"Lonely heart", heard this song, no way, the first thought is only you. May be no matter how many years, or so, has become a natural theorem in my mind.
There is no common summer, no fantasy forever, just think of you. May not be called love, but a hazy impression. In my world, your name is not taboo, I'm very surprised myself. Others mentioned, may still have let me blush and emerge the charm of spoony expression, even if I get just "sorry" the three simple words.
Your existence, to me, maybe just a mirage, full of beautiful color vision, Ming know, or do not want to forget, so hopeless. I believe that each person's life, there is always a "good" as the same as the wind vane, no matter when and where, can never touch, and always beautiful. Whenever I feel myself from the original more and more far, I remind myself to look back.
Occasionally look at your new things, see if you are a song, or a photo, or just a few words, but only a few sporadic. Sometimes will be clearly felt he had to chase the feeling slowly disappear, sometimes feel your past and present is totally separate, sometimes feel oneself to like only the ignorant of the heartbeat.
I can't tell you in my heart what is a kind of existence, but it must have nothing to do with you. I can't even be sure if I have come out completely, but it must have nothing to do with you, I am very calm, I have come from earlier, because this is my thing. Not sure whether it is completely forgotten you, but occasionally you will dream of you, just to mention you, the heart has been feeling less pain.
Thank fate let me meet you. Because of you, you learn to beat. Because of you, learn to sad. More important, because you, learn to love. Start some songs that you can't listen to, and you're already gone. Begin to understand that some people appear, only to draw a thick pen in the lives of some people. Since then, it has shifted the pain, seems to become very like to escape, because I do not know that the most true of their own to drift, but believe that there will be a help me to bring her back.
I like T - shirts, jeans, athletic shoes, because I want to meet you, and tell you that I am still alive. I like to put you in every minute of my story, so that it will not be noticed, so that I can see the light of those who have not seen the show out. May not be as good as Miss, because even goodbye, perhaps it is not the feeling of the year.
When young, always want to tightest possible in front of person you love to show their own. However, with the growth of age, but more and more want to wrap themselves, want to let oneself have to belong to an own space may be murky, may is bright. When I was young, there are always trying to want to let oneself become like their love of people, at the most is to let the world is more than a he and I always can't be he.
Write these, not to show or prove anything, also not want to show off or win anything, just be the song reminded soft on the inside. Didn't think I spent ten years was basically healed, I don't know ten years to talk about how many love, I only know that I actually do not have a full of affection, are finely cut, in addition to a fairly reliable friendship, deeply shallow imprinted in my memory.
Even though I know that you can never see my memory of you, but I think I have come to this feeling in the world. I can't guarantee that this is the last time, the only sure is this is not the first time.