Text / Anya
Time flies, fleeting wasted, twists and turns roundabout come, I do not know what go; story crafted interpretation of the downtown, the heart of the fall and lonely swirls, sing alone, keep looking at the sunrise each day, driving both hands with the sunset, I so wait for you, wait until fleeting weight loss.
Lonely dusk, ears songs, and sketched out the heart of the sea sleeping sorrow, Qingsi played a chapter of the story, the tears that fell a tick without touching a chord, his head will be eyes closed, recall the story , love moving images, whether you realize until such a passionate sadness, acts recklessly disguises, masks of self.
That year you said that if we missed if I had not forgotten, let’s wait to fruition, I foolishly keep looking at the flowers bloom, autumn leaves go, inviting a sad one, the final missing and you, say good future in the end or in the future, you no have read, reveal the truth behind my tears, again and again to pick up the broken remnant of the screen, but also how to piece together not your face.
I’ll wait for you, still a place in the future, stick with you once said that a good city, crossing thousands of lonely crowd, the ups and downs can not find a happy look, is not destined for reincarnation, let me tracing forward, waiting for you to carry the fate of the old, so fleeting continually being drained, heart hurt and hurt, did not survive until the last trace of blood on.
Life on the track through the youth, many times the baptism of a tired and weary heart, how many times never forget, give me this feeling incomplete, perhaps so, so beautiful dream, after all, do not see the beauty in a bubble, it is If a miss that time under the common denominator of each turned into a memory illusion of past and present, we can not be together after all, strangers remember once in the back.
Happy in the end, has been very far away, I harbored feelings like infatuation, the delay could not bear to wait for abandoned, I do not know, in the end is the collapse of the time, or affectionate touching, soul overwhelmed by the fall, again and again the fall and heartache, perhaps so; love, beauty has always been alone, I would pay a sincere, wait until after exhausting doomed but you hesitate to leave.
Sometimes, I am a person living alone, but still can not shadow hidden inner sadness, loneliness always silent for too long, you can not wait for the hard experience, but can not understand Yancangbuzhu grief, how to know, finally surging to hold back the tears when I think deliberately certain melody, fixed to the passage of time, those adrift in the landscape in the background.
Streamer dance, Whispering wind. Looking back at the past, the tears blurred again, the pain of those who became my heart never heal with scars, at the time of the incomplete filling defects not mind, it seems to wait, it will only make it increasingly and strong, do not wash the fate of time, how long to wait, why; you gave all my promises, has become today’s blank.
Walk in once walked the streets, listening to the song ever heard, but not the love you once. When you begin, you name became permanently sick I can not, if all the fuzzy memories, why I can not forget the time you miss, the waiting, exhausting Shaohua, turn on all your mind, Yuhua knocked into the sky, and finally could not melt in thoughts.
Beautiful, always bustling arrived, but the desolate, even if vague memories, or to wake you remember. This is my love for you, in the fleeting hosted waiting, experiencing melancholy, fantasy let’s kite, in the heart of the confusion, the memory of countless once past, those good about you, painted graffiti writing, and finally but I am a person of few words.
Lonely song children will be sad heart beat. Indeed; I can not forget the past, you had in my life, true happiness, which I know this happiness, life never has, and you have to think, the last time they die go hand in hand, however; finally destined to leave, so I dropped one, will really regret loved writing words into the wound. Memory dusty picture of the past, is still happy pass.
Waiting for you, waiting for the fleeting weight loss, thoughts spreading fingertips, many times the sentimental text, writes sad, unable to return to the past became entangled with piercing memories, so; during the long night, clearly depict your appearance, he said affectionately good forever, why is the last I daydream like waiting, look back years, to when the road that, after several beautiful sad not to forget the pain.