In fact, I still want to protect you, you are the only for me in the world.
I bless you would be happy every day. If you meet some trouble too hardly to handle your emotion.
Maybe I’ll always stay here with you. Don’t complain anyway, just think about what your solution. And you would be happier.
I wish, I hope, I bless you.
No one can replace your position in my heart, I hope you know that you are the best.
Look what you’ve done, and try to get your target step by step, you will succeed.
Live that your memories will be a part of your happiness.
You make me open my mind, I think that I’m a lucky girl anyway because I meet you.
Infatuation make someone be a poet, a fairlure in love will generate philosophy.
You’re too autistic.
I would not be the third people. It’s not good to me. It’s unfair.
I have to leave you, because I have no choice. The love only admits two people.
I have assumed that we are soul mate at one time, because you always can touch my heart.
Most people can’t understand the pain in my childhood, but you can understand it.
Most people can’t understand the wound of interior, but you know what I can say.
Tell me why you left me, give me a simple reason.
If you don’t love me anymore, I’ll leave you and don’t disturb you anymore.
If you are afraid of the truth, I can do nothing in a matter of days.
Like the song says,
It’s the heart afraid of breaking that never learns to dance.
It’s the dream afraid of waking that never takes the chance.
It’s the one who won’t be taken who can not seem to give.
And the soul afraid of dying that never learns to live.
As far as I am concerned,
I hate ambigurous very much, either lover or friends. It’s clear of relation to my mind.
But your arbitrarily attitude confuse me in these days, I can’t understand what do you want even if I love you.
When I try to communion with you like before, you start to be jealously or be angry. This is a distance between you and me.
My response is always passive. I miss you all the time even though conditions are changing.
If you are afraid to love me, please let me go. If you don’t get together with me, please let me go. The decision will do us good.
The word by Simone de Beauvoir hits my thought…
I’m so eager to see you again, but I would’n ask to see you.
Not because I’m proud, in fact, in front of you, I cede all my pride,
yet only if asked to see me, our meeting would be meaningful to me.
What the mind can conceive, it can achieve. God bless you in the future.