I'm leaving you again. This is the second time that you have come out of my sight since we met. Besides being sad, I feel a little sorry. How I want to put my lover's arms around your neck and stand on tiptoe when you leave, so that my kiss can gently fall on your forehead. How I want to whisper in your ear with my lover's voice when you leave, so that my breath can stay on you and my feelings can accompany you through the journey. How I want to hug you tightly from behind with open arms when you leave, and tell you gently with poetic lips: Where there is you, there is me. If the heart is accompanied, even if it is far away, it is not far away. In this way, you won't be lonely!
When you read these words, you should have been on the train to Beijing. Before your feet stepped out of Hengyang, I couldn't help thinking about you endlessly. I know you want to say "don't miss me too much" to me again, but I'm useless, I can't do it! In this city, you are my fullest imagination of warmth and love. You are a ray of sunshine shining into my dark sky. Even if you are not sincere, even if you are just directing and playing this game, I have fallen. I am willing and willing to give you my whole heart without reservation. I don't know when it started. I only have eyes for you.
You come from the vat. You said that women have thousands of postures. No matter what attitude you have had or continue to have, please don't compare me with them. You know, in this world, everyone is unique, even if he is as noble as a queen and as humble as a slave. If, I mean, if you are a little tempted by me, please learn to adapt to me, to my obsession with you like chewing gum, to my untimely willfulness, and to my occasional small temper. If I don't argue that I have been thinking about you and don't lose my temper in front of you, then I have left you and don't care about you anymore. So, please don't say "don't miss me too much!" " "And so on, ok?
Always afraid to ask, ask me what kind of person I am in your eyes, ask me if I can enter your heart and ask me where I am in your heart. When you said to me "Linlin, I like you, so I like you" and "Linlin, I love you", my inner fear far exceeded my joy. From talking with you, I know very clearly that the flowers you walk through in your life are as beautiful as you. And I, I am just a humble and insignificant farmer. I'm afraid you will suddenly wake up and regret. My heart is constantly struggling, constantly talking to myself: how long will you be attached to me, how long?
Forgive me, forgive me for not saying "love you" like you. The word "love" is too heavy, too sacred, too noble and too perfect in my dictionary. I can only say "I like you" to you in my own way. I like your wisdom, your smiling face like sunshine, your dream of being single and everything about you. I just like it for no reason.
Forgive me, forgive me for not saying "love you" like you. I can only pay attention to you quietly in my own way, look up to you and miss you. I can only use my own way, in such a dark night, holding a pen and laying a plain note to write these love whispers for you.