Poems with nowhere to run.

Losing you, for me, instantly froze my whole summer; The moment you turn around, the flowers in your heart fade quietly, and your heart is silent in eternal loneliness; The joy that lingers in the whole body is also frozen in the snow-capped mountains for thousands of years at this moment; The night wind slowly cools the body's temperature, but it can't compete with the inner frost; Eyeful disappointment finally turned into unspeakable emotions, dripping between the fingers.