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I love you for no purpose, just love you,

In the empty night, the moonlight falls like water, and the inexplicable 、- - taste flashes, wandering Xu... Always say that they have too much helplessness, in fact, it is just an excuse to disguise themselves, always blindly evading, dodging, self-righteous thinking that it does not matter, never found that the escape at that time was the beginning of pain, never found that someone in the underworld has lived in their own atrium, until the time of discovery that the person has been farther and farther away, so, I finally admit that I love.. Unfortunately, it is too late, ask yourself if the silence today is your own fault. What should I do to forget you, big idiot, I miss you, I want to, I want to, I think of breathing that can't be calm, I think of my heartache, I think of blurred tears, they say "not worth it", I know, why I still can't help but sigh, if it is so easy to forget, watching people come and go, why do I cry and be sad. Now I know that the original thoughts of you are so clear... Fingers gently tapping on the keyboard, crisp sounds colliding in the space, listening to the words poured out under the fingers, the heart is slowly touched, the tears in the corners of the eyes are scratched, you are the pain I can't say At first, I met inadvertently, it was destined to pass by this night's brushing' turn, the dream was shattered, if there was if I would not say the words of confession, I would not shed tears at the moment of your refusal, and the pain penetrated the heart, and finally became the most familiar stranger, maybe I could not control my heart, I would confess at the moment of uncertainty, Say to you the words that should not be spoken, and perhaps hide them in your heart, although you have regrets, but you can also have fantasies, and your heart will not be broken, but it is too late. The air on all sides was so heavy that I couldn't be sure, as time passed, love would remain in such a way that I was so frightened, whether life was too fragile or life too small. My face. There is an unconcealed sadness, love, is doomed to be hurt.

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