There is a kind of love, knowing that there is no way forward, but the heart has long been unable to

Knowing that there is no way forward, his heart has long been unable to return the short article.

There is a kind of love, with teardrops, but it is very poignant, and it is called giving up! Awake in the middle of the night, my heart hurts inexplicably, and I feel like I'm being torn. How can day and night alternate so quickly, all the moments have been wrong after the leaves fall, I have to give up, is it really another kind of love?

Is it true that after giving up, everyone can have an easier start for each other? Aren't you tired after giving up? It doesn't hurt to turn around and leave before you cry, right?

It's obviously a deep love, but the expression is not perfect. There is a kind of love that knows that you want to give up, but you are not willing to leave. There is a kind of love, knowing that there is no way forward, but the heart has long been unable to get it back.

Love is not a game because we can't afford to play it. Love is to give sincerely, and to forget that you can't really do it. No matter where the destination will be, I think I should leave an innocent beauty in my heart.

I have never been easily tempted by others, and suddenly I found that my heart has been occupied by you, that feeling is really difficult to express in words, is it joy? Is it sad? You tell me to forget, do you love to say that you can take it back?

If you can, it's not love.

Maybe it's just because I'm lonely and I need to find someone to love, even if there is no ending. But why is love so fragile? Sometimes it's more fragile than a glass vase.

It's so strong, so strong that it's even if it's got it. Covered with bruises, he still loves infatuatedly, and he never regrets it. Maybe it's because I don't have enough courage to face the cruelty of reality, so what is courage?

Is it crying that you love me? Or do you want me to leave crying? Open the window and let the tears flow happily, I learned to appreciate the madness of this rainy night blown by the cold wind, and my heart is slowly relaxing, but I still can't let go of my concern for you, remembering the wish I made to the shooting star, the promise of love is long.

Feeling your thoughts, there is a tingling in my heart, and suddenly my heart becomes empty, and I feel that life is really meaningless. When you are in a situation where you are just too concerned about one person, love can also become a burden. Can you feel my helplessness?

As much heartache as I can feel your helplessness?

I often think of you but you are not by my side, and every time I cry for you, I don't know if you are thinking about my ......

The world is no longer perfect, we still have to admit it with all the bitterness and bitterness of all the sourness in an inexplicable heart, I know that it is not who can not live without whom, but it is a difficult thing to truly forget, maybe because of this I am not strong enough.

Leave because of love, give up because of love. It sounds great, very free, but who can really leave for love? None of us can give up easily. Despite the fact that some of the feelings are so direct and cruel, the file Chamin can't tolerate any twists and turns.