Sunday, May 3, 2009

Day without you

Do not know write write, watching the people inside to write this article.color have color.

Wanted to write about his about his miss.

10 days to go home soon, and I desperately told myself that you can never be together.

I tell myself not desperately want him in, you can not be between the results.

Perhaps I did not go home the day of fortune-telling, I think I will have to go at all waiting for him, love him.

But now when I think of him when he would like to call, I will tell myself, impossible, why then, why make life difficult and their own.

I would like to adapt to the days without new hats him, I would like to adapt to life at home, I would also like to meet the day after the contact is not.

I know you, like me, confident that no matter how long we are apart, no matter how far apart we are, as long as the fight against rational thought, as long as we are a telephone, a word we will be back. Including feelings. But I want to tell you that you are wrong , and this time I will not be back. I will not have to wait inyou will not allow themselves to be any harm. I would not stay in between us any opportunity to come together. perhaps When you really come to understand now, I have a wife of another person. our feelings can be continuously cut to describe entangled.

Uncle, girl I want to hold you, do not let go all his life. I am well aware, like you and me. But we are no copies of yuan. My next life we have with you, my next life waiting for me. Do not do like this life. ,

I know it is very difficult to forget you, I also know that there is no need to get out of your day more difficult. But I will certainly efforts to control their own will. Love you more deeply, you hurt me deep there. I understand the pain you can not not understand. Thank you, Have you ever loved me. wait for you to come back next time. We may have changed, although there are 10 to meet a few days, but I must let their 10 days in this changed. I do not want to love you. I am tired,

We will never the past, no longer a. Bless you girl.

Posted by tiao at 08:29:45
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