Now it is time to separate, he is better than I go first, but I feel a little relieved. Such a sad, sooner or later will let us one of the individual experience, let me take good.
Even if sad, never frown, because you never know who will fall in love with you happy smile.
Always thought that in the original place, there is a most original I, there will be a most original you.
Late at night, I still can not sleep, I still think of him, I still think of those wonderful things short, wondering if I didn't deal with these things, think this is my fault, I think the how to do it, thinking……
The man cried, because he really love; woman crying because she really gave up.
Love can be an instant thing, can also be a lifetime thing. Everyone can fall in love with different people at different times. Not who left who can not live, forget let us strong.
I decided to give up the moment I cried, my tears prove that I really love you.
One day when you think of me, the time has come to settle all the mistakes, but also learn not to ask why. Until one day, in the face of love began to stingy, will miss the original hot? All the way through the twists and turns, until one day, choose someone who.
Is a kind of injury! Never know how much this world can be eternal. Once upon a time, I think perseverance is the most beautiful, but when this dedication into the heart of the shackles, I know I should choose to give up.
Maybe one day, you look back, and I was already, not at the intersection.
If the sincerity is a kind of injury, I choose to lie; if a lie is a kind of injury, I choose silence; if silence is a kind of injury, I choose to leave.
I will never forget to love a person, even if it is you.