What can I use to love you?

The original poster: Save me little demon Views: 178 Replies: 14 Posted in: 2013-02-15 23:16:24
Compared to you, what am I richest in?\Perhaps it is being carefree.\Actually, what is unfair is that I can live a simple life without competing with the world, while someone your age has to face complex interpersonal relationships every day, and sometimes encounter shocking situations, having to bear everything on your own.\I love you.\I say this.\But with what can I love you?\I am rich in having nothing.\I am poor in having nothing.\Even if I say I love you deeply, the reality is I cannot help you ease your worries, cannot assist you through various difficulties, and even need you to teach me how to deal with life.\With what can I love you?\With my eyes? With my words? Or with my heart?\Perhaps I cannot truly love you.\I only wish that when we reach the end of the sparsely populated crowd, and you are dazzled by the chaotic world, if you look back, the me you see is still a beam of clear light.\I hope there are still tears in your eyes.\I love you.
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No matter where I come from. That day, I suddenly looked back, just to catch a glimpse of you in the crowd... Not cultivating the next life, only to meet you on the way.
Forehead……
Ten years of life and death, both vast and boundless, without thinking of it, it is naturally unforgettable!
Are you harboring feelings of youthful love for me?
Can't understand
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Fate plays tricks on people. I can't understand it clearly, it's clear, yet still blurry...
Old Cun, do you prove your existence twice a day?
Be intensely self-abased
Everyone has their own way of living; let the past be the past, and I will live more splendidly.
Actually, it has nothing to do with inferiority; everyone has their own life. On two opposite paths, unwilling to miss out, all one can do is accompany.
Venting when you need to vent, being pretentious when you need to be pretentious, getting a bit artistic, sometimes moaning, being sentimental... But no matter what, meeting each other is fate... No matter who you are, no matter where you come from... There are so many cities in the world, and so many streets and alleys in each city, yet you neither came a moment too early nor too late, arriving by my side... I know, you are my destiny…
Do I really have nothing at all, sounds nice
Love can always be very quiet. What we cannot give, we silently protect. When she finds the person who belongs to her, we let go. Her happiness is enough, isn't it?
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