Even if my heart hurts like a knife, I still have to try my best to pretend to be calm, because no one will understand the fragility of my heart. The helplessness of laughter with tears is the bitterness given by life. The loneliness of the night, the endless silence, the emptiness in my heart, and the tears in the corners of my eyes depict the desolation I feel at this moment. The moment I waited for the news, I knew I had lost again. Many times, silence does not mean that there is nothing to say, but that there is nothing to say. I thought the reflections from the broken glass were stars, but later I realized they were unfinished tears. We made an appointment to go see the sea, and in the end the only sound left was the sound of rain apologizing to the tide. I folded myself into a paper boat, but you wished me to sink with your last wish. I wandered and lost my way in the maze of memories, and every step I took was filled with past laughter and tears. I tried to find an exit to escape this maze, but found that the exit had been firmly locked by time. The raindrops tapped on the window lattice, as if the sky was telling its sorrow. I closed my eyes and let the tears intertwined with the rain, pretending that I was just an insignificant rainy season. The lights on the street corners lengthened my figure, but they couldn't illuminate my way forward. I am lost in the forest of memories, every tree is engraved with your name, leaving me nowhere to escape.
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