25.07.2011 Monday
Beloved
If one day
You see my hand in the street by others when holding tightly
You will not tell me the impulse
You still love me?!
Beloved
If one day
I forgot you, do not love you
You will not accustomed to?!
Dear, hurt me, what would you feel bad ....?
虽然不想那么快认输,不想放手。但是我坚强不到了,日日夜夜的争吵,日日夜夜不断的伤害我,我才发现,我身上很多疤痕,我才发现,我是多么的自欺欺人.....
有时候,表面看起来很幸福的恋人,其实一点也不幸福。
我不晓得我们还在坚持些什么?
放手,对谁都好不是吗?
我明明还爱,但我不想告诉你......
Beloved
If one day
You see my hand in the street by others when holding tightly
You will not tell me the impulse
You still love me?!
Beloved
If one day
I forgot you, do not love you
You will not accustomed to?!
Dear, hurt me, what would you feel bad ....?
虽然不想那么快认输,不想放手。但是我坚强不到了,日日夜夜的争吵,日日夜夜不断的伤害我,我才发现,我身上很多疤痕,我才发现,我是多么的自欺欺人.....
有时候,表面看起来很幸福的恋人,其实一点也不幸福。
我不晓得我们还在坚持些什么?
放手,对谁都好不是吗?
我明明还爱,但我不想告诉你......
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