No news from her for a long time,
Restless, I often take my emotions home with me.
No matter how sumptuous the lunch, it's just like chewing the cake.
People always have such unsatisfactory days.
Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar face that I spend time with day and night,
There is no trace of passion, I always feel that the distance is getting farther and farther,
The gap is getting deeper and deeper.
Silence, then silence,
Oh, um, right,
Language frequency takes up all of conversation.
People nowadays think too complicatedly.
Unpredictable, even if we share the same bed these days.
I often look at the roof in a daze,
Thinking back on the days with her.
Even if it's a short phone call
Or
Two bottles of beer at the table in a city corner bar.
Comfortable, excited, yearning.
The phone is already hot,
That annoying
The user you dialed is temporarily unavailable.
Chatting in my ears every day,
It makes people anxious,
Make people look forward to it,
Makes people impetuous.
I really want to curse...
I went home very early today,
He at home finally spoke:
"Dad, there is a letter from my mother,
She lost her cell phone. The business trip was over and she would be home tomorrow.
I don't want to talk when I miss my mother."
Look at what we have accomplished,
Didn't scare everyone?
Ha ha.