I love him.
Deep into the bone marrow and carved into the blood.
When did it start? I think it was the moment we first met. Why I fell in love with it, I can't remember. In short, all I remember is love, blind, reckless and incomplete love. It was red, and the smell of pain filled the heart and lungs, but it was so profound.
Sometimes I want to imagine that he might be in love, even if it is pampering, pity, or a few more glances, there is nothing I can do...
The cotyledons are flying and the flowers are not flowers.
The bead plate fell, and everything was clear.
I miss you so much, I miss you so much.
Hold your hand.
Understand the wish of life, wish to have the person of the same heart, and stay together forever