l'm writing to tell you that l'm on a journey toward that peace.
And to tell you l'm sorry about so many things.
l'm sorry l didn 't take better care of you so you never spent a minute being cold or scared or sick.
I'm sorry I didn't try harder to find the words to teII you what I was feeIing.
I'm sorry I never fixed the screen door. I fixed it now.
I'm sorry I ever fought with you.
I'm sorry I didn't apoIogize more.
I was too proud.
I'm sorry I didn't bring you more compIiments on everything you wore and every way you fixed your hair.
I'm sorry I didn't hoId on to you with so much strength that even God couIdn't puII you away. ''
Any girI wouId want to be Ioved Iike that. To be somebody's ''true north''.
I have tears, sadness, dreams of you, only with you can I feel who I am"true north", feel "l'm on a journey toward that peace".
Yes, I can feel it, when you kiss my hair from behind, your sigh tells me; when you pull up my coat for me Zipper, your fingers tell me softly; when you hold me tightly in my arms, your tears tell me.
If, if only I could be younger, if he and I hadn't gone through such a long storm, didn't reach When it comes to getting married, I believe I will, I will choose you without hesitation.
Choose, Xiaoyu, I am so scared, I am afraid to choose, yes or no decides the trajectory of a lifetime, what decides is I have passed by him or missed you in this life.
I am cowardly, I am greedy, when I get this I am afraid of losing that, so I am afraid of the unknown world. Even if I hate the status quo, hate the suspicion, hate it Loss of loyalty and trust. I can't even try to be so sure of being loved and cared for.
Maybe every love is the same, I always think so, it's not that there is such a disappointment, it's that. It's good at the beginning, but it will eventually deteriorate, and it will always be messy and end up giving up the same bed and different dreams. That's why some people sigh, if life is only as first seen, What is the west wind sad painting fan. When I was just with him, he was just as gentle, he would caress my face with his fingers, he would kiss my fingers with his lips tenderly, and the eyes watching me were the same. Infatuation.
Xiaoyu, time can dilute love and strengthen feelings, just like me and him, no matter what he does, he is my closest person in this world, and this kind of affection even surpasses mine Parents. Sometimes decides that he is like my child, no matter what is wrong, I will forgive.
Xiaoyu, I know you are sad, so am I. I can't contact you anymore because I want you to forget me. Maybe In half a year or a year, when time has washed everything down, you may still be willing, and we can still be friends.
Or look forward to the next life, we can meet at the right time.
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