Mar 04, '15
Memories will always hit me a slap, pointing to the old wound not I forget. Life has too many helpless, make me silent, I don't know that I was silent for the life, and life are silent to me, the heart has too many helpless, but I can only go straight, no matter ready or not, I do not accept, but I always face life in a helpless situation!!
I know, also deeply understand that we no longer can't go back. Those happy and sad times, become memories forever frames. Miss hand could no longer hold the warmth of love. Met from the beginning, we each other is ending. Only love, always let a person can't. Once don't, you will see me from your memory, also, perhaps, you really never will I buried in your heart.
Once again the United States, but a paper empty talk, At the foot of tough, is directed at tomorrow. Traveler, can't achieve things, see the defects as a kind of beauty. Simple a simple walk, also is a kind of beautiful life. Learn to lonely, noise is the world's appearance, lonely is the soul of it. Learn to forget, memory will die, reality continues; For the time, life is a pool of water, whether opened or hold, it is offered a thin time from our fingers...
There is a love, is like you I love you, from a distance, a small bit of imagination, looking around. This dark down, with a lipstick. So many years I don't know, I'm using my imagination to maintain for your love, or in your ability to maintain imagination. Silently took me long time to change, but I know that there is a road without change, has also been silently in the extension. Many times we always ignore the beauty, only the eyes staring at the world is multifarious, and implies a disappointed and sad.
Someone asked me, if I don't see the future, sure also don't pay. I can only say that not every kind of pay is in the search results. Sometimes in the way of pay, can harvest, is clearly see what you want, or don't want, isn't it a kind of valuable results.
Don't want to live in memories, what that dark corner there will always be in quietly chewing already injured nerve, how fragile string so broke, so abruptly pulled the pain, but also can only be a person cry in a low voice, didn't want to let people know that once you hold in the hand is not to know, because it is she throw you in the ruthless cliff.
In the world of mortals, outside the world of mortals, a dependence on the wind; Years and years, the cycle of life and replacement; Words, words, I am deeply in love. Song sing a song for you, have you have me, my love, you incarnate, will feed into my song, with you, if is still the past and for ever you are sad and lonely.
Love, is not a difficult negotiations, but a blend of the emotion. Each of us is not the same feeling, not the same calm. Love, it is not perfect but added process, that is not dependent on but help each other. I have been walking in the lonely, that is a not lit the hearts of light has been lit up for you.