I think I've been hard-hearted for a long time, but I'll still cry sadly after all, and I don't know who will see this.

The tears were still bitter, flowing down his cheeks and soaking his chapped lips, but they didn't hurt very much, because the chest was the most painful place.

Like a person, waiting for a person, looking forward to it, missing, he is in the distance, he is in the bottom of his heart.

Love will eventually come to naught, punctured by reality, all the once beautiful is not worth mentioning, who remembers, who remembers, who remembers, after a long time, the wind takes away everything, I still remember, you have stood at the tip of my heart, I often worry that when you are gone, my heart will be less weighty, much empty.

One day you jokingly tell me, you are leaving, I want to keep you, but my heart can't speak, others can't see him, can't touch him, don't you understand?

I've been so tired lately, I'm afraid of making mistakes, being criticized, the days are a little restrained, my heart is bored, and you are far away at this moment, how can I not be sad, I said okay to meet after a while, said okay to wait for you to spend the rest of your life with me, said okay, everything is good, but what can I do if I say good, left but in a room, outside a house.

I want to live a more publicized life, and I am not afraid of being public, even if I am watched by many people, I have no regrets.

I won't miss you anymore.

"One Day at a Time" still hurts, it's in the hand, please wait a moment,

Once the content is updated, please refresh the page again to get the latest updates!