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Sometimes, some people don't need to say goodbye,
have already left.
Sometimes, some things are clear without having to speak.
Sometimes, some roads will become longer if you don't walk them.
Those people, those things, those roads, just
Those, but at that time, were already in the past.
I always stare at the space I once had in a daze. Those friends who promised not to be separated are no longer there. I turn around and find myself strangers.
The familiar ones are quiet,
The quiet ones are gone,
The ones that are gone are strange,
The strange ones are gone,
The ones that are gone are strangers.
Promise is a burden that cannot be given. In the future, I will not believe it again. In the future, I will not make promises easily. I will learn to be calm in the future.
Those who care too much about their friends lose their self-esteem and end up abandoning themselves on an uninhabited desert island to heal themselves. I don't want to show too much sadness, so I keep quiet.
I always look at my phone and think of some people inexplicably, but I don't want to break the silence. I just silently miss those friends who have given me encouragement and care. Although I left, I am still grateful. Although she is a stranger, she still misses her. The words that once inspired you will always be remembered. I will cherish your warmth for the years and months I have been with you.
Perhaps it is my silence that makes us strangers,
Perhaps it is my departure that makes us strangers,
Perhaps it is my silence that prevents us from contacting each other often,
Perhaps, those maybe, just because of me,,,
But I am a stubborn child who likes to miss the past. Your leaving will only make me more silent. It will only make me want to cry. It will only make me blame. Note: This article is very realistic and echoes people's mood. It is really just like the description in the article. Those words hurt my eyes, and my eye sockets were astringent and wet. After all, we used to be so good friends, but now... The more friends I care about, the more frequent the injuries are. When I am alone, my eyes always reveal sadness... So I really learned to be silent. In front of the audience, he was still very cheerful, but in front of himself, he was taciturn. Then he learned to be strong, to disguise, to cover up his sadness with a smile, and to cover his eyes with his hair to prevent his eyes from leaking... As a result, he learned to laugh heartily, lost the reserve and shyness that he should have, and ended up facing Developing in the direction of degeneration, he became the focus of other people's eyes, and always maintained an indifferent attitude in the face of public opinion. It is this kind of indifference, and only indifference to everything can he truly be indifferent. He should be indifferent to everything, people or things in front of him... Thank you for caring so much and letting me learn from it. It doesn't matter after meeting, it doesn't matter anymore, it really doesn't matter anymore!
My heart is moved, very... It was you who lost me,
or I lost you... The result is Durer, you
I will lose myself... In the days when we are not together, when we are not around you but a group of insignificant people, I have learned to be silent and face them coldly. I no longer have the jumping up and down emotions before, and I have no power to speak... I thought that when we get together, I will still be a happy pig, but the inexplicable distance makes me continue to remain silent... Talking less in front of you is a potential torture... The people I care about most will still leave, leaving only the most beautiful memories... Thank you for spending so many days with me, thank you for the memories you gave me... Dürer himself would not have known Dürer about those days we spent together, nor those Dürer memories...' There is no banquet in the world that must come to an end, let's just go away! Turn around each other and let those moments scatter in the horizon where we can't find them.