There may be one, there may be two, and maybe you will not meet either.
And she met, on the train bound for Paris.
She told him that she wanted to be a writer, an actor, and open an animal shelter, and he told her that he had seen the dead grandmother in the rainbow smile at him.
I think she should like to take the train very much. The swaying forward makes people feel dizzy, just like sitting on a carousel. She got out of the car with him. She didn't want to think about it in 10 or 20 years and regret why she didn't get out of the car.
It’s great to be young, we can be impulsive, we can regret it, and we still have a chance to come back.
They asked each other questions in the bus, her blond hair stroked his arm; they listened to music in the record shop, their eyes didn't dare to touch each other directly, only the singing revealed their inner secrets.
There's a wind that blows in from the north
and it says that loving takes this course
come here
come here
I'm not impossible to touch
I have never wanted you so much
come here
come here
Have I never laid down by your side
baby let's forget about this pride
come here
come here
They went to see the little girl in the unnamed cemetery together. She lamented the passing away of her time; they looked far away from the circulating Ferris wheel and couldn't help kissing; they walked into the church and could hear the echo of their footsteps; they were in the midnight street Traveling
hand in hand ... I don’t know if the old man who reads palmistry sees what this night means to them, but at that time they both knew that this night carried the love of their dreams. If there's any kind of magic in this world it must be in the attempt of understanding someone sharing something.
Maybe because all they have is just such a night, everything becomes precious. She said that even if tonight is our only one night, it is not too bad, but she also said that flying is not that scary. Yes, in the face of love, we are afraid that we are all conflicted. They look forward to seeing each other again, but they are afraid that this special night will become vulgar because of leaving the address and phone number. So far, he is still a stranger to her and she is still a stranger to him. They don't even know each other's full name. But what does it matter? I don’t need to know your name, your phone, and your address. Strangeness means that everything about you is brand new to me, and there are always surprises when I am with you. Precisely because he is a stranger, she can love with the truest side, and it is also true for him.
I often dream of such a scene, sitting and chatting with someone in the afternoon with a faint sunlight. He told me that he loves walking on the beach. I said that when I was a child, I was most afraid of my father not telling me stories. The sun was mottled through the leaves. The light on his face, the smile shook my eyes. At night, we were sitting in the last row of the bus. Even if we swayed and bumped, we wouldn’t feel flustered because of his shoulders. Even if we separate at the end, I will not regret it, because there is such a moment, I love you and you love me.
I will search for my only soul mate in the vast sea of people.
Daydream delusion
Limousine eyelash
Oh, baby, with your pretty face
Drop a tear in my wine glass
Look at those big eyes
See what you mean to me
Sweetcakes and milk shakes
I am a delusion angel
I'm a fantasy parade
I want you to know what I think
Don't want you to guess anymore
You have no idea where I came from
We have no idea where we're going
Lodged in life
Like branches in the river
Flowing downstream
Caught in the current
I carry you
You'll carry me
That's how it could be
Don't you know me?
Don't you know me by now?
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