The farthest distance in the world,
Not the end of the world,
Instead, it is asleep in a bed, drifting away;
It's the person who misses, not around.
It turns out that you and I have the best tacit understanding,
It's that you don't take the initiative, I don't take the initiative,
No one greets anyone,
You don't talk, I don't talk,
Slowly, there was no contact.
Don't want to contact, forget it,
What was once said is true,
It's also true that there is nothing to say now.
If you really only have a mobile phone,
I won't complain either;
If you are annoying me,
I won't bother anymore.
Don't want to say, then don't say;
If you don't greet, then don't ask.
Anyway in the world of feelings,
Whoever is serious, who loses;
Time is cruel,
It makes two familiar people strange;
It slowly fades the love that was once there.
Time is also a good medicine,
It can numb the pain,
It can also make the injury gradually recover.
Originally
There really is nothing ever,
No matter how deep the feelings, no matter how good the relationship,
If you don't care about it,
If you don't communicate infrequently,
It can also be alienated with the fading of time.
The road of life always has to be walked by one person,
The things of life always have to be done by one person,
Slowly,
If you have your thoughts, I will not bother;
I have my joy, and you don't have to worry.
In the days to come,
If you say goodbye, don't say sorry;
If you don't see it, don't complain!