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35371 2007 年 02 月 13 日 00:09 Reading (loading. ..) Comments (2) Category: Personal Diary
a kinds of love is called to give up ~,
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there is a love hanging `` ```` But it is poignant tears .......
There is a love called `` ``` let go let go is not to give up love you ... ...
Every night comes, like a flooded his thoughts; become a thing of the past when everything changed when everything looked like I still remember the tears of laughter have been the sympathy and affection is to forget the past and kiss the past If your heart is not there, there would be frustrated if I am not you kiss my face I will not leave your care for you day and night ... ... if ... if ... if not if ...
Although the break up, but never forget that in greedy only in searching for memories of your shadow. So go back to that time where we have traveled together, happen, people already had.
a man accustomed to the loneliness, the empty room to find a corner to curl up and let the tears drip. you let go, I live alone so that every day I ~~~~~~~~ Or so think of you, love you like that ~ ~ ~ ~ Some say love is not lost in the back, but I always imagined would be a miracle, I know I do not have the free and easy I can not let go,
red wing shoes! Can not let go of your love. Really! My heart is only you! ! Although I have been away from your city, I still think about you all the time. Thought I could not sleep, look in the mirror face, haggard but hung tears, clearly hurt and could not help laughing. Huang ah ah I tried to shake all night, thinking that would get very tired himself, God will not let you in my mind ... ... I think of you every day. Better than a thousand years on earth.
those past memories, like flashing glass, in the dim light shining in the corner, with its unique charm to attract me, so I can not give up. Did I do not want to be open to love, but is that long, the dream is still the man to see you ..... always thought that the feelings you have to run away, but always remained at the origin.
I finally understand what kind of longing for a taste of the phone is always in his hand,
red wing heritage, over and over again it moved a few digits, but never the courage to call out. Longing for a taste,
red wing shoes outlet, a smile and a kiss of a gaze, it makes you feel all my efforts have no regrets. . . Salty tears will be shed ... ...
unknowingly release your hand to let you go
no one will know how I feel
if one day you will find me waiting here
breaking up is eternal
can you feel the helplessness of it? as I can feel your frustration as the heartache?
Since we can not get rid of the fixed number of past lives, the shackles of this life, why, why let us meet?
be met if not, then how will my life go?
encounter is a kind of torture, not the event is a kind of living death pain and suffering.
often can you not think of you by my side,
I wish I could forget all the days of
with you or you can come back to me
but I know it is not possible
things every time I cry for you when you do not know
not think I am ... ... ... ...
I chose to leave, you choose to let go, so we call the love gone .... .
If you let me know the truth, I think, at least I can find some comfort in the memories. Unfortunately ... ...
love once Sassafras shoulder, right close Serve horizon.
sad, I began to Bring to intoxicate themselves. Point is always to drink, drink, do not know what moment do not want to, but always woke up drunk and later thought a lot a lot. . . . Many ways to sober up enough, simply choose to stop entrance. And to wake up the way love is nowhere to be found. Finally come to love a person in respect of the real from the heart, to bless him. This can only be silent to him. You can get out of my field of vision, but never get out of my thoughts of you earnest. You can stay away from my blazing flames of love, but never far from my deep love of you.
have a feeling of total sleep time in only admit that \After the parting, is that it is \
forget, still can not forget
knowing I still never forget ~ ~ `
sad after so many dreary
so many I am the only one to resist
no direction and no hope to forget that sad illusion
forget this lost
forget who wish for, but who would understand the crisis is over
I have loved you forget the eternal
injuries ........
can not forget you can not forget ..........
If love is a kind of happiness, heartache is happy
If love is a kind of enjoyment, the heart is tired to enjoy the
If love is an experience, heartbreak is beautiful ... ...
If you broke up, why the place is always in the familiar sound of familiar music is not consciously think of him?
If you broke up, why a person can have to free and easy to leave and the other silently weeping?
If you broke up, why the sad mood With his change of heart fantasy?
If you broke up, we should let them all have in the past.
the cycle in time, I have been thinking of heavy freeze
there is no reason to love a person, forget it takes a lot of reasons a person,
red wing heritage boot! ~
love from the beginning of a smile,
red wing work boots, a kiss to grow, to end with a tear. Whole life to miss ... ...
Now I understand, a person can not feel lonely, but will miss a person Shique feel lonely ~ ~ ~