Unbreakable sadness

I have tried not to think about you many times and tried to give up on you many times, but the more this is, the more I can’t let you go. Sometimes people are always so stupid and stupid that they don’t even believe in themselves. I am reluctant to continue like this, I am afraid that I will go crazy; Others say that love will change a person, good or bad, but I really don’t want to interfere with these; I just want to forget you or stop loving you. I don’t want to live anymore. It may be a mistake to like you, but who can stop such a mistake? Maybe we don’t want to stop it at all. I don’t know when I started to like you, but since I miss you, my world has changed a little, becoming melancholy and self-abased. I am a very introverted person who doesn’t like to talk and doesn’t know how to be liked by girls, but I am a boy, I will also like girls, meeting you has added more flavor to my life. I have thought that maybe it may be an impulse to like you, and I often use it to comfort myself not to think about you again, but I can’t lose your shadow in my mind anyway, missing is really the pain of breathing. It is always torturing me. I have guessed countless times, will you like me a little? But I am in your eyes, you always turn a blind eye, you just care about work, I also want to do my best to help you, but I find that I really can’t do anything, I also often feel guilty for this. Maybe it is because I have feelings other than friendship that make me feel unnatural every time I see you, and it is also because you make me feel self-abased that I have never seen before. I think I still don’t know you well enough. I can never be shy to girls like others, so I dare not ask for help. Sometimes I really hate myself like this, I’m really useless. Seeing you walking with other boys, you are the only one who is sad. What can I do besides being sad? Only then did I know how painful your happiness is not for my feeling. Only did I know how great those who are happy when they see the people they like will also be happy. There is no vigorous confession, saying that I like you is just talking with you on Q, and the answer you give is that you never pay attention to the people around you. I don’t know what it means, but one thing is certain that you have never liked me, which is my wishful thinking from beginning to end. I never thought that some things were not like what I thought. I thought we could still be like before. I thought we could be like nothing happened, but I was totally wrong. It was like pouring water, and I couldn’t get it back. I work in the same department as you. I look up and don’t look down. There Are embarrassment everywhere. Sometimes I really want to escape. I want to quit this association, but I can’t. Our department is not enough, plus I am a boy, how can I leave the mess to them? Maybe time can dilute everything, but how much time can I have. The whole college life is almost over. People say that if you don’t love in college, you will be abnormal in college. I think I can only be the latter. I thought time could make me forget that I said I liked you, but every time I saw you, I couldn’t take it as nothing happened. Maybe we were still young and mature enough to lead to this result. I thought my life would be much better after being rejected by you. At least I don’t have to guess all day long whether you like me or not. Otherwise, how could I easily say that I like you? But I was wrong again. I thought I could stop thinking about you and treat you as a friend. I didn’t have to hide all the time any more. Liking you is already deeply rooted in my mind, and I can’t pull it out. It is really impossible to forget you, at least it is not possible now. I often can’t walk out of sadness. I don’t know what kind of person I am in your heart, maybe it is a clown! Maybe you will laugh at I am fool in a place I can’t see. How can a fool deserve you? I didn’t even have the courage to walk on campus. I saw those couples in pairs and the success of being confessed. Everything seemed to be laughing at myself. I didn’t blame anyone but myself for being too useless, only when can I get out of my sadness and stop thinking about you.

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