Everyone has a dead angle. They can't walk out and others can't get in. I put the deepest secret there. You don't understand me. I don't blame you. Only if you know me, how good is it?
I have always thought that the worst way to miss someone is, I stand in front of you, yet you don't know that I love you, but forget that the farthest distance is you, I have not seen for years, I miss you again, but you ask my name.
I still remember many years ago yesterday seemed like voice and expression. You even visible before the eyes, my name will be forgotten, or never remember, but I would rather forget you, I also don't admit that you are not essential.
There are a lot of people have asked me, why do you have to be such a self deception, I smiled, because only in my illusory world, can see your eyes as before, smile. I think I was not willing to face it, unwilling to believe that we should go farther and farther, and even stranger than us in the end what happened, but the time in a hurry, I can't remember what happened when, just remember that when you first met.
You are not me, so I do not know how deep I love you, I do not understand, so I will feel hypocritical self willed, I just love and hate. I dare not say how good you are, I think I was selfish, after all, in this materialistic age, who can really keep in mind that three acres of fields, but in such a perplexing society can not lose the original nature, remember yourself, as I remember the first was that my heart you clean, sunshine, laughter not good-looking but brilliant, you no good, I love it.
I love you still love reading and writing, watching the sunset slanted on you reflect the spots, love you suddenly back just silly smile, then, as if the whole world only you and me. I will not say anything romantic, nor can I sing a touching song. Though I am not good at it, I am only good at you. I once thought of you as my world, not one. Just, what happened to us later, how to go farther and farther, how to say a word is unnecessary.
I can stay to recall, just at that time already frustrated, I also don't know now exactly what to say, the mood like the chaos I want to put this lacking spirit of cooperation, as the emotional words found to express their feelings, words are the most pale and weak language.
Do not know the true face of Mount Lu, just because in the mountains, I hope I can face over a person's rational and sober attitude.
Time makes love scarce. Why do those laughing people cry? You don't understand me. I don't blame you, but if you have ever known me a little, maybe we will be at a different ending now. Unfortunately, it's only a reflection.