There is a kind of person,
Don't try to understand for yourself,
To understand is to be sad;
There are some things,
Don't just go your own way,
The thought is a tear stain;
popularity
It's just so much changing,
gift
It's just so cold;
It's yours,
In the end, you can't run away;
Not yours,
The bitter pursuit is only getting deeper and deeper;
will not express feelings,
Often with an indifferent appearance,
Disguise the fire of the heart;
There is also a kind of person,
Often with a smile on your face,
Disguise the pain in the heart;
Obviously, I care a lot,
but pretended to be indifferent;
Obviously missed,
But never take the initiative;
Reason, suppressed emotions;
Reserved, overcoming impulse;
And if only that,
All in their mouths;
No matter how deep the love,
All hidden in the heart;
In fact
People who laugh a lot,
Most need people to hurt;
Always silent heart,
Most need people to understand;
There is always a figure who does not want to go,
Thought to be the person in the dream;
There is always a love that will not be put,
Because meet the right heart;
When I miss it,
Just want to take a look,
Felt warm;
When you are lonely,
Just want to talk for a while,
Very attached;
Fate is the most feared,
What I give you is sincerity,
You are dismissive of mine;
Feelings hurt the most,
What I want is something important,
What you send is full of indifference;
Deliberately approaching,
Perogatory into cheap flattery;
Many initiatives,
Seen as self-inflicted;
Can't see your good,
And why be too affectionate;
Ben is a shoulder-to-shoulder guest,
And what a thousand knots of bitterness;
Love is not as deep as love is true,
Love is really not as long as love;
True feelings are to keep and wait;
True happiness is to accompany and accompany;
True rendezvous is inclusion, dependence!