Sometimes I can't help but miss a friend I haven't seen for a long time. I don't know if he's all right now. When I miss him, I will open my address book and click his number, but I can't dial it out. Because I don't want to disturb his peace, I don't know if he will miss me. I can only find a clean place, settle down to gently click on the screen with my fingertips, output the mood of the moment and miss his words, so that the long river of time, leaving some memories.
Originally you have your life, I have my way of living, we can talk freely and freely, and I once joked with you that you are my best friend. At that time, I was silly and had simple happiness.
Sometimes, it is from the arrival of a person and changed himself, you have come, I seriously treat you, even if I am very tired, but you have been I do not want to leave and give up the person. I remember your birthday and your star sign clearly, or I'll tell you your star sign. I write you in the text, hidden in my memory, regardless of the year, regardless of the month, regardless of the season, think of it, think of it, there is a trace of heartache.
If we meet again, will we look at each other speechless? I don't know how you feel about me, or because of a habit, it has gone beyond everything. But my diary and words have not left the words that miss you! And I write again and again, lock you in my words, but I want to tell you that I really loved you, deeply loved you, missing is a disease, is a kind of wordless pain.
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