Secret love, a kind of radiant gothic
The secret love, a chronic poison, is a searing pain, is a sketch without coloring. In every lonely moment, write your name one at a time, write love letters for you one at a time, but never write down your address and let the letter carrier send it to the ends of the earth.

The first time I saw you, I was able to see the parallel lines in the red dust, and when I raised my head and lowered my eyebrows, I could take you into my eyes. The distance is within reach, the untouchable is the heart shore, soulful thoughts, a thought long red dust resentment. The sun shines brightly when you can't see the ending, and you don't dare to write the story on a beginning, there is no beginning of the story most complete, complete is a person's thought, a person's thought, a person keep the infatuation full of pay water. The first thing you need to do is to make sure that you have a good idea of what you are doing.
The only reason is to feel that the gentleman a review, from then on thinking about the gentleman morning and evening. The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to the public. I don't dare to be abrupt, I don't dare to offend, I don't dare to disturb, your world, I will always be an unreachable visitor. The first thing that I want to do is to be able to see you, and I want to be able to share your pain with you. I am afraid of being rejected by you, of being disappointed and then lost.
In the moment of every month on the top of the willow, alone looking up at the stars of the night sky, alone tasting the taste of longing. The unspeakable love, the unexpressed thoughts, in the night breeze softly told. I would like to ride the warmth of the summer breeze, through the heart of the insurmountable hurdle, invite you in the moonlight, enjoy this season of summer flowers, smell the fragrance of the garden flowers. I told you that the starlight in the sky is my eyes on you. The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers.
The first time you see you, your face will be red, your heart will be beating, your thoughts will be short-circuited, and occasionally you will have a momentary eye contact, your heart must be beating one hundred and eighty miles per hour. I don't dare to look you in the eye, afraid that you penetrate the secret of the heart, do not dare to lean too close to you, afraid to accidentally say love through. I want to get closer to you, but I don't dare to get too close to you, I want to go into your heart, but I'm afraid to wait until I get closer, only to find that there is no gap in it for me. A heart, so tormented by their own, do not dare to lean forward, nor dare to backward. In this life, you are destined to be the Himalayas that I cannot climb, you are the Everest that I cannot cross.
You know what? There have been many times, I jokingly tell you how much I love you, I insinuate the way to tell you how much I miss you, at that moment, how much I hope you can listen to my true confession, can give me a I want to be sure, so that my love is no longer roaming through the sky clouds, drifting in your world but can not stop. The actual fact is that you can find a lot of people who are not able to get the best out of the actual world.
The actual fact is that you can find a lot of people who are not able to get a good deal on a lot of things. The most distant distance in the world is not the day and month of no connection, but I am standing face to face with you, but your eyes are not mine, and my passion, has been burning.
I pretended to meet you one at a time, in the library you often go to, in your favorite coffee house, and then pretended to be surprised and you waved: "Such a coincidence, you are also in". But do you know, a sentence so coincidentally, contains how long I wandered waiting and expectation? A sentence of such a coincidence, I carefully arranged how long? I don't like the bitterness of coffee, just to be able to taste a cup of coffee with you from afar, I like the taste of coffee without sugar, bitter, like my love, bitter, like my inability to confess.
Between me and you, separated by a vicissitudes of the sea far, I try to fly, but can not see the vast coast. Even though it is bitter, even though it is sleepless nights, I still refuse to give up that love obsession. The Buddha said, five hundred times in the previous life to look back, will be exchanged for a brush in this life. Then, in this life I do not want to rub shoulders with you, I am willing to look at you from afar, and then look back a thousand times, a thousand times, in exchange for the next life and your life and death to abide by each other.




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