When I open my eyes at dawn.
Hearing your first greeting.
I know I'm still breathing
Whenever night falls,
Your silent and affectionate companionship
I know I'm not dreaming.
When you stop your message
I know my heart will stop beating.
Every night
The moment your head disappeared.
Hit the heart instantly. break?into?pieces
I didn't deliberately look for a kind of love
Release all your heart.
There is a kind of love.
The trembling of the soul
It doesn't require you to pay any fees.
There is a kind of love.
Proceed from human nature
It doesn't allow you to avoid it.
There is a kind of love.
From will
It doesn't ask you to return.
There is a kind of love.
From dedication
It is willing to bear the punishment of loneliness alone.
There is a kind of love.
From the moment of satisfaction
It knows what happens when it overflows.
There is a kind of love.
From wordless company
It is willing to look at you quietly for no reason.
There is a kind of love.
Blessing from silence
It is willing to accept the most beautiful language in the world for you.
There is a kind of love.
Maybe it will precipitate after many years.
It gives off a strong fragrance.
There is a kind of love.
Will also choose to leave.
It is also a higher love.
There is a kind of love.
Maybe take it away forever
Will be deeply imprinted on the tombstone of life.
Again.
We all know the ending.
It only hurts.
Despite hypocrisy
This is a very pure love.
The heart does not cooperate to enter the role.
Once said
What's wrong with "walking blindly"
You tell me what to do.
Never mind my instant indulgence.
Give me space. Let go.
If you feel pain,
If you are tired
Please choose to leave.
I won't say a word about your complaint.
Because I said
Love is willing.
Love needs dedication.