You said that you would treat me well in this life, and I secretly swore in my heart that I would never leave you, whether it was poverty or sickness.
I used to think that as long as I paid with sincerity, love would last forever.
So, putting you first in my heart, I want you to feel that you are lucky to meet me in your life.
Since then, the bitterness and tiredness of life, I have rushed ahead, I want you not to find any reason not to love me.
I thought that as long as I was good enough for you, you must not be able to bear to do something sorry for me.
On the road of love, I do my best and give everything, and it is reasonable to say that such love should be unattainable for many people.
However, the truth is just the opposite, in the blessing of you, not only do not feel grateful, but feel that I should be like this to you, feel that I can not live without you.
I thought that the world of two people could not hide their eyes, but I did not expect that cheap love was not valued.
I would never have dreamed that if I loved too much, I would be punished.
Looking at your snubbed eyes, my heart ached like a knife, and I would like to ask you, will your conscience be at peace with me?
When the tears fell, my heart suddenly cleared, and I knew that I was to blame.
You haven't asked me to do anything for you, everything is my willingness.
My tears, in your eyes, have no reason, so I will dry them so as not to be laughed at.
When love comes, I love you, only when I love you, I know that a deep love is worthless in the end.
At this moment, I want to cry, I want to find a place where no one is, and cry bitterly and happily.
This heartache, not because of losing to you, is unable to give a reasonable explanation to a crazy heart, a few years of feelings, let me how to forget.
Not regretting falling in love with you is a special heartache for yourself.
Do you know how that feels? It's as if the heart has been pierced...
In the face of love, I am not afraid of poverty, as long as I can be with you, even if I live in a thatched house, I am willing, but love is not a matter of one person, I have no right to ask you to love me alone.
I thought you belonged to me, and the moment I found out you didn't love me anymore, I realized how stupid I was.
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