My heart is shaking a little. It turned out to be blissful. It was a quiet afternoon. The sky outside the window was gloomy, as if there would be a rain.
The boy left. Silent back.
I think there should be feelings between them. In that sentence, I heard the girl's sadness. She wants to be the only one in his life. And he wouldn't necessarily give her that chance.
I tidy up the clothes piled on the table. This is my job. Although feeling very irritable. A monotonous boredom. When the clothes are sorted out. I saw the words engraved on the table.
"There is no such thing as perfection."
Very elegant font.
That moment touched my soul. Don't know what to have mercy on? I stared blankly for a long time.
When I go to work, I long to not go to work and stay at home. You can do what you like. But when I was on vacation, I felt empty and sad.
The sewer is stocked. Can't cook. I just want to cook.
I have written many stories about love. Beautiful or bleak. false or true. I have never experienced unrequited love. Even the person who once felt the most unforgettable has completely forgotten.
I have listened to so many sad love songs, and I feel the sadness and pain in the lyrics. The countless images flashed through my mind like clips from a movie.
I am an individual. Start longing for warmth and hugs. The darlings of nature wait for the sun and the moon to shine. Where there is sunshine, there will always be a flower blooming. Where there is faith there is always hope.
The crowd on the street is lonely. It's like playing a silent movie. Whoever wrote the script is so emotional. The flying yellow and fallen leaves have become the most beautiful embellishment.
I can't be the only one for others. I can only be my only one.
on duty off duty. Read and write. Be friends with time, talk about harmony with time. A cup of hot tea warms the winter, and a greeting stirs the soul.
I like reading in bed and writing in bed. I know it's an excuse to be lazy. But this is my unique way of life.