Words can no longer write my sorrow

In the middle of the night, listening to the heartbreak of the voice, in the early morning, staring at the broken fragments of dreams, not write the sad inch by inch spread to the chest, so painful, so helpless. Looking out the window at the city shrouded in darkness, I wonder if you are looking at the same night in another city at this moment. I am also thinking, when one day I am old, looking back at the sad youth, will there still be your existence, whether I will remember that there was such a person in my life.

I do not know that a blessing, is in their own how many times after the heart is broken to say, once traveled thousands of miles, only for one day you will be at the end of the road with a smile watching me come, but at the moment, I no longer have the strength to go on, I do not understand, your love is to whom, and you will be guarding at which intersection, waiting for which one to come.

In this world, we always have too much helplessness, too much helplessness, too many things we can hardly accept, too much sadness, always can only be a person to bear, lonely journey, I can not enjoy the scenery along the way, can only lower my head and count my tears. Alone through the rough, through setbacks, once I believe in this piece of wind and rain after there will be a beautiful rainbow, but now I only see the wind and rain after leaving the muddy road, perhaps, I even looked up to find the courage of the rainbow have no, rather overlooking the devastated mountain road, also do not want to look up that can not touch the happy sky. There, too far away from me...

Always grow up after pain, always understand after injury. It turned out that things that didn't belong to him would be lost even if they were obtained. It turns out that even those who are still thinking late at night will one day become eternal memories. It turned out that once separated, each other will become a stranger wandering in his hometown. It turned out that no matter how much waiting, in the end, it was just a blank. Time flies, memories gradually go away, that a messy past pictures, but also left in the past years. However, we still have no one to say goodbye, these two words are too heavy, say goodbye is afraid to never see again. So give yourself something to smile about.

At least, when we meet again, we are not strangers to each other.

Victories precipitation, deep memories, and then look back, only the remaining past songs, and this pile of sad pile into the text. But now, I found that the text can no longer represent anything, can not write the sad forever only their own a person can understand. Perhaps, we are too young, missed people, passing scenery, are slowly regressing, gradually disappearing in the memory of the rearview mirror, but each other are still stubborn refused to look back, yes, we have to move forward, even if the time goes backwards, the ending of the story will still not change.

When everything is gone, all I can do is bless deeply. The past has been engraved in the depths of memory, will miss the back of the eyes into the scenery forever, from now on back to the sun, try to use the left hand holding the right hand, touch their own lonely shadow, give themselves the most simple warmth, and then forever silent, waiting for one day to be forgotten. Night gradually passed, dawn will dawn, if this morning, still can not forget you, then I hope, the next morning, will be able to forget you.

Author: Blue Lovers