Left you, happiness can be found

Left you, happiness can be found

Left you, happiness can be found
“When I finished, I choose to quit now, see this love lost confused”
I came to the hustle and bustle of the city, to see the crowd watching the shade streams of people busily coming and going, I can not bear to disturb the quiet. One to another, I do not envy, nor envy, because I have. I see a path, to ten, I am not sad, not sad. Because I once had. I see a downstairs to the success of men and women, I am not lively, nor lonely. Because I once had!
I a person, if not strong, who will see my tears to comfort? I don’t smoke, quit the wine, give up to miss, but can’t quit the shackles of the heart. I don’t fight, quit childish, quit sad, not quit but don’t give up!
I lay in bed, holding a lead a pillow, for a long time do not want to wake up. I read through all the words you have left, punctuation can not miss the search for me to do a bit by bit. I’m like a kid who has lost the toy, and hides in the corner.
I lost you in the most need of your love, lost the happiness. Self righteous people always think oneself is the most painful, in this world, the pain ever can be compared to the weight of it? The neon lights every night be consistent from beginning to end flashing, I sat in the window, look at it to see the tears.
The distance you in my most beautiful years for me, will miss in the fireworks, so I couldn’t see the sky. I hide in a corner, the breakdown of mistakes, like counting the lost beads…
I did not know what the next four years down, how to go when love, but far apart. I like the lost happy pig, wait to understand everything, too late to regret, but it was too late. I wish the world is going around a circle, I can return to your side, then we are no longer alone, no longer sad…
High school for three years, is that you let me have a heart to put on the study, choose the distance, choose to miss, just to let me can come to this noisy city. And I’m so silly, take everything for granted.
I believe the so-called rumors, but also believe that the so-called seeing is real, the loss of their own happiness. I’m sorry
The lights of the dormitory are clearly and secretly, I began to no longer believe that Shakespeare’s famous. I hope, after break up can still be friends, even the students, not the stranger!

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