Saturday, June 25, 2011

Like affection

See a movie today have a words: "there is a feeling to pain than brokenhearted, called the affection". Let me think of this time of I.
Like affection is often hear people saying don't believe love, but why do I still so clinging, and stubborn enough to have a headache. Also ask yourself, this is the love really is I want? If not, why you turned around and after I forget all of breathing? If not, why you said to me: "no" that instant, I have to have a depression of stifling despair?
Suddenly, all of the things, into two pieces, about you, or has nothing to do with you. Don't force yourself to contact you, ignore your being, with simple but boring things fill all the time, to be able to temporarily forget you.
I am a wayward child, wayward want to take all of your love, wayward refused to listen to your words, wayward abuse your this has not good body, so you keep nagging me about no regular life habit; I surf the Internet to late into the night in a language of the blame, in fact I feel inside who can understand? You will have complained that at least you or words very care about me. In order to prove the existence of the love, I demanding and high-handed, greedy hope can get you more cherish and love, until your patience and love a little drained, finally get a cold never give up. You said my practice make you afraid, and even fear, are you afraid of me that hurt your way.
You don't actually know you in your refuse, my helpless and sad is how to the marrow of erosion; You won't know more, at present of this man had love you to love of hopeless, as if a fictional movie, but don't be too deep into play, until the screen is hit "end", "also not himself in which long space, how many times in the ShiBuZhiWei difficult to sleep, holding the phone afraid to miss you a comfort words a care about the message, I feel anxious, like can't find the way home migratory birds...
The world I just want you to love me...... But, you would not in the phone that a head, please do not leave love me, don't abandon me, ask you a confession of heart, but you would not.
Always not despair, not wishing to give up, always fancied that, you to me more or less will also have a really right, he tried to make himself into another of a shape, the hard with a kind of the most relaxed won't bring you pressure manner you... And you're still far away, don't want to give me a sure to you as the center, the geometry of the beautiful round up all, but not your heart...
Pigs, really miss you, helpless miss, because used to have your day. Now just understand with the wrong way to love, will only hurt yourself, also hurt each other. Think you heart will be dull ache in your heart, and whether there will also be a touched... When you say I very silly, tears is so easy to take out the eyes... My chi, my crazy, my pain, I injury, will make you feel a little love dearly, whether can let you have a trace want to caress the impulse of the...
Love a person shouldn't so humble, by a man who love also shouldn't feel is a kind of torture. You give not, I'm don't want to try, I want is just once in a while you care, a gentle, often of ambiguity is good... Just me, not really would you like to care about that man?
I'm just a lost, find love, but again in love lost a fool... Hold me, let me as like flowers bloom in your arms? Just, you would?

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