I don't know if you can see this letter, but I hope you don't.
I always thought that you would accompany me to the end, but after all, I still couldn't be together. In the days when I didn't know you, I had a good time, so I thought, I will slowly get used to the days without you. After a long time, your image will slowly fade, and in the end, my feelings for you will be very vague, maybe I will doubt whether I really love you or just afraid of loneliness, so I can raise my head I looked into your eyes lightly and said, I don't love you anymore. But why does all of this seem like a prank.
It's better to be alone than to gossip with a bunch of irrelevant people. I started researching the relationship between Foucault and Freud when I ordered a lot of messy books on Dangdang, and I downloaded a lot of weird movies from eDonkey. I got a headache, and I went to buy a lot of cosmetics and dress myself up as Go to the pub in the form of a panda. Oh, change a way of life, maybe it will be better.
I thought it would be easy to forget you, just think about how you looked when you hated it. But why can't remember at all. But when I saw the street we walked together holding hands, but when I saw only my toothbrush left on the empty sink, I couldn't help crying. Watching football alone on the sofa, winning or losing is a person's world. What should I do, I'm used to you staying by my side, even if I quarrel, I don't want you to leave me, really. We have been together for six years, you are no longer my love, you are my habit, a part of my life.
Insomnia all night long, lying in bed and sketching your face with your fingers. I was so bored that I called you over and over again. I heard your familiar voice in the voicemail box. It was warm and lonely. I grabbed the quilt and tried not to cry. I will forget you, I really can do it. I started texting myself, telling myself that I would always be with you. never leave you.
After 100 days away from you, I suddenly found that you who I hated the most have become the most perfect part of my memory.
PS: I won't miss you anymore, I think I can.
H
08.08.13
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