I can only admit that my heart hurts.
I doubt whether you are willing to let me be hurt so deeply.
I cried loudly. Why should I hold back?
I have no choice. I'm not whole anymore.
It turned out that the last kiss was so cold.
You can only acquiesce that I will be abandoned.
Watching you leave.
If this is not the end, if I still love you.
If I want to believe that you are the only one for me
If you hear this, if you still give up.
Then this is love. I can't resist it.
If this is love, it is unfair.
You don't need to be reasonable. I can leave.
If I satisfy you, if I can bless you.
That's not what I saw, but I proved that I love you.
The gray sky is impossible to guess.
Excess tears can't stay.
Everything affects me. I feel really fragile.
I'm not the one to be taken care of.
I don't want you to go. I don't want to let go.
But you can't count on the tenderness of sympathy.
You are free, and I am willing to bear it.
Leave yesterday to me.
Sometimes the elite will change the unfairness in the last paragraph into unfairness.