I know you are the hardest mystery in my life.
No more seeing you, no news from you. It turns out that three years have passed since these days, and I thought I would never think of you again.
Why are you coming to me again? If you don't come back, I can tell myself that I have forgotten you like I never met you. I can pretend that nothing happened, and I can date and fall in love with different people and stretch my body wantonly in a kingsize bed with them.
And it all ends in seeing you again. When you put your hand on my head, I know: I still can't forget you.
However, I don't know if you will leave again.
So, I choose to alienate you. Like Hamlet leaving Orpheus, like Medea leaving Jason. But ah, dear, you have to understand that all this is not because I no longer love you. I'm just afraid it's just a short game for you again. I don't have the strength to continue.
So, I became your mystery. In other words, we are each other's mysteries and mysteries.
While you were waiting for me at night, I went to someone else's arms, but he invited me upstairs, I finally didn't go, he turned off the light, and I didn't kiss again. Because I finally understand that I can't completely give up on you. I still want to be with you!
And you finally don't have the confidence to solve the mystery.
We are not destined to be together. I'm doomed to find no answer.
Omer
you stand leaning against the bookshelf, eyes, don't know if you are reading or where.
That gathering place seems to be a poison, so I don't know why, I revealed myself in front of you that I had never shown anyone. And when you left, the way you turned back one step at a time made me really hard to forget. Although I never said that I like you, I know that we have already met, and we met in the blind search of life, and I understand the meaning of your vision.
At that moment, I found you found I found you. But we didn't try.
I thought that life would cross like this, I go east, you go west. Never meet again. However, finally, it is hard to resist the legend created by fate. My best friend asked you to come to my heart on my birthday.
God knows how much I need you right now.
Because no one expected that your ex-boyfriend, Danny, mustered up the courage to find his own beauty, but forgot the message I had been waiting for.
You finally put my face in your eyes once again. I see myself in your heart, and you see the secret I am looking for.
True love is really a miracle, put you into my rainy season, and it will shelter me from the wind and rain from now on.
Ronen
I met you by accident, and then I met myself. I just realized that before this, life really has no meaning.
You are the secret I was looking for, and when I found you, I found myself.
I really thought I was going to miss you, and from now on, there will be no trace of you in the lines on my palm. I looked at you like that, looked at you like that, but you didn't say anything, so I seemed to see a mimosa, and I was talking about don't touch me.
So, I really didn't dare to to take you off. Although, I have looked at you like that.
However, I can't bear it anymore, no matter who leaves you, I will never leave you. It was because of knowing you that I knew myself, and I realized the meaning of running back from London and living in this street again, that is, to meet you, to support you in a world where there is no crying.
Finally, I kiss you. I want to tell you:
this is a miracle written by fate, and the name of the miracle is you.
Original author: Zhi Lianhuaixi
This article was originally published in [Comrade and Mortal Chinese Station] http://www.qafone.org/viewthread.php?tid=112392
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