Sunlight quietly slipped away from my fingers, the color of the years, the time I never knew, I used the brush of longing to paint you in my heart, your shallow smile opened my heart that could not be calmed for a long time.
Passing each other on campus, searching in front of the cafeteria, looking at each other blankly by the bridge, fate silently cut the red line on the day I confessed to you. It seemed unwilling to see me so entangled and immersed in the pain of missing you.
Because of the casual exchange between the officers, you became my possibility, but you can't. Why is this? I asked the heavens and the earth, but I couldn't get a reason.
Withered roses, withered ghosts, there are so many layers of obstacles between us. Not only are you unwilling, but others are also unwilling.
What was the difference between rain and tears? I don't know. I only know that when I miss you, it's salty and sweet.
The black cherry blossoms in midsummer have yet to fully bloom and will sway with the wind in the call of death. Love is like flying sand blowing from my temples. I stop and stare at your departing figure. I still remember the color of every dusk.
Lonely, the night was like a swamp, swallowing up every call I made.
Even in a corner of the town with dim lights, I suddenly look back, and you, are silent and searching for traces.
Heaven, do you know that after I rejected you, I missed your face and became used to it. Time has extended the length of my longing. One look is ten thousand years, and I can't see the end. I'm riding on the small boat you left in my heart. You used to use oars to stir up thousands of waves in the sea of my heart. Now, I can only touch the faint ripples with my fingertips.
You are the quicksand in my hands, the water that I can never hold. You are my old age, the horizon that I can never wait for.
Did you know that night's visit to the business world pierced my heart like an arrow? A thousand words cannot express my sorrow, sweet words are actually a heaven that I can't hope for.
Now, perhaps I understand something. Some distance has existed for a long time, just like the mistake of you and I not meeting was just a joke from God.
Then, let the dark night cover the tears in my eyes, or let the lovely bats slowly suck away my remaining blood.
In the tide that stranded you, I struggled desperately, but in the end, I was just a small fish. I was slapped onto the reef by your wave. From then on, I lost my direction and gradually lost all signs of life.
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