Today I went to my classmate home sick, she is my friend in one of the few, she is a girl curl type figurines, the body is weak, there can be a very strong heart. Every time I come here to have her happy to listen to her story, I face a smile, and my heart in pain. listening to the story of her happiness, thinking about his own experience, the bitter taste of how I digest it?
memory like me, he never said Some flowers just a story, and a mischievous expression, and looked at my arm leaning on his hand, issued bitter blame the
memory he never made me feel love in the lover's thoughts of love must attack, there is only one job can not be completed, there is the basis of how a love.
memory there has never been attentive care, more No tolerance and affection, I try to give my heart in exchange for hot drive away his own lonely reporting it!
I can not take my love and her comparison, she felt too much in exchange for the initiative the poor love. but still unable to extricate themselves like this of him. perhaps because of his shyness, perhaps because of his sincerity, I can not forgive him for getting me to ignore, beyond the requirements of a loved one should , by the way I want to love me. Gradually, I do not understand his ideas, can not figure out his way, can not do what he wants me to see I love him, but to the edge of breaking up.
Happy January and February of happiness, in return was a pain in March.
March we entered the contradictions warming, and he and his colleagues to drink, SMS does not return, power is not connected, and finally received has broken through, and shortness of breath, I turned off the phone, did not he hit back he received the phone, I sometimes turn off from time to time, anxious and restless waiting for SMS. on the way we staggered out of time. contradictory then the , the aggravated this contradiction is to tear down with our number on the plane just before he sent a message that read: There are too many things that are not pure. Maybe we do not match the character too, we do not know how to communicate. Maybe my low self-esteem of his abandonment of no restore confidence, I can not continue to take the.
March 9 the day after, no one knows how I come. I can not sleep, eat anything, tears have been like an avalanche, unable to control. my body could not support me, and finally my relapse, I can not sit tight, I could not lie down, my body aches, heart pain. became ill and was heavier than the original. The doctor said that this is an urgent Huogong heart, you have to adjust themselves, have forgotten a good patient. I began to eat medicine, massage, cupping, massage. and a glass of red wine a day can make yourself drunk asleep. daily waking pillow is wet most of the daily work is often swollen eyes. Do not tell jokes, and even do not want to speak out suddenly because of a certain familiar music with tears, because a similar speech in a daze. I walked this way every day in March.
day, QQ uploaded to his message, because I put my stubborn QQ MSN deleted all of his, all I do not know who. a few greetings down, I know him, my scalp and numb, but he intended to tell me naturally, How can he say come back, come back will come to see me. I had to stay there to cry, how to see what he said. Time passed day by day, he came back.
April the taste of a fool, fool of my heart, my love, my body is also fooling.
April 2nd, we met the first meeting was breaking up, is the first meeting after the third month, for Ironically, some of the taste, my scalp is numb all day. I do not remember what he said, what he did early in my heart humming, hear not see. The next day he went Japan. not the news.
who I work part time in April when I take the exam, this state, such a feeling, this body, I want to how to make my work half the papers. I can only bite the bullet and prayed.
the last day of April, he came back down the plane gave me the phone, thank you May my blessing, and said he lost his wallet, the key is on my Pictures of his wallet was missing. I do not understand what he meant, he explained day to see me, but may also be home office identity card. some kind of feeling I can not tell, and some warm current in the flowing, I do not know how What began longing for the occurrence.
be fooled me, waiting for the arrival of May Day holiday.
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