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Missing and Crying2008-11-02
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How much I miss you is how much I love you, and how much I love you is how much I lost in sadness. I don't know how to translate this but I think from now on I should again try to write in English in case you can't read Chinese words when you damn go abroad. Then you can't read me then you will forget me then you never remember me. Actually, I even don't know whether you ever come back here where we first met. Whatever you are welcome anyway, my blog, my spaces, my msn, my email, my telephone, anything you can reach me, will always online waiting just for you. I'm sorry for missing your phone call, I'm sorry I can't be there by your side, I'm sorry I'm crying, but I can't stop loving you. Maybe I'm the one stay still missing the happy old time, hope to slow your steps, I'm sorry. But but I can't help being upset I can't pretend not knowing your leaving, leaving China, leaving me. It do hurt, hurt a lot, though you don't mean to do so, I terribly fall. So I should face this, fact, memory, career, dream, family, distance, destiny, love, fuck up. Why me? But thank you, best wishes everyday, my beloved.
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