Some people, no matter how good they are, don't belong to you.

Some people, some stories, except memories, no one will cherish; some helpless, except silence, no one will tell There are some things that no one will understand except themselves. Everyone's heart has a fragile line of defense, and it is also the last line of defense. When this line of defense is broken by the tide of the heart, the heart can only drown in the ocean of tide. Gradually, I found that every heart has a camouflage, what I can see, only stay on the surface, people are like this, often can not identify with people who are better than themselves, even if the heart is clear. I will not admit that when the reality shines into the dream, how cruel and cold it is. Look at the vicissitudes of the sea and see the human nature become cold. All I can do is to talk!

My heart is like a lone guest in the desert. Even if there are a group of so-called friends next to me, all I can see is the surface. What you have done will only be regarded as a fantasy, and what you say will only be regarded as a pipe dream. Who will believe what you say, who will admit what you have done, and that real people will only laugh at love when they meet fantasy people? unintentional people can only laugh at love. There is only disdain, that is, leave some love for yourself!

Always want to go to a distant distance, to a place where no one knows me, when the years change, there will always be a woman, guide the direction of my love, do not think too much, so that lost the first most innocent heart, but people eventually have to grow up, to grow old. My heart has gradually learned to sneer, how can I learn to face it with a smile? it has been said before that if you are well, it will be sunny, but now I find that this word is too far away from me, how many can I really do? Who will not be frustrated because of temporary gains and losses, who will not be sad because of the results of the bottom of the world, used to love to pour out their own sad things to her, but later found that what you confided in her eyes are irrelevant, what you are sad, in her heart is irrelevant, no one can empathize, no one can know, she is not me, how do you know I love!

Love is like this, can see, but can not stay together for a lifetime, can talk, but can not let go, when life loses its luster, the eyes become dull and depressed, from the depths of the eyes to the bottom of the heart, is a boundless emptiness, haggard and gloomy days, also can not see other women good, can not see the sun, can not lose sadness, I really can not understand the emotional world, all love has become the root of heartache I can press my thoughts very heavy, but I am afraid that when everything in my heart is released one day, I have lost myself and lost my original intention.

I can disguise my love very well, but I still can't fool the thoughts in my heart. I'm just deceiving myself and others. fortunately, the thoughts from the bottom of my heart have been turned into these words to release my heart, so let me, get used to a person's life, sleep if you want to sleep, get used to getting drunk, and get used to being in a daze in quiet and good times. Since she doesn't understand, write to understand people, and let yourself talk to yourself. Only I am willing to listen, give the past an ending, but can not give a definition of the future, and what kind of posture should be used to interpret feelings and face love!

Some things, no matter how good do not belong to you, why entanglement, love and commitment to understand their own good, why bother to ask for so much, cherish, but afraid that even do not cherish themselves in the end!

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