Network, exile wandering mind! [Original: Moon Water Dreams by]
[network exile wandering mind! [Original: elusive dream by]
If the network is the destination of the soul, so that your words remain in my heart depths; if met only a illusion, can get some sense of it only to cherish and appreciate with the soul all the invisible God-given feed, melt each other with sincere hearts cold! elusive dream by
I do not know, when you think of this name, would not you think these words have been moved, the words you said is only want to know me, know me. But at the moment, these are no longer important, as the story has become the end, do not investigate the origin of the initial encounter.
many times, how many sleepless nights, will be thinking of on the bottom of my heart cries, cried heartache, though this sounds, no one would hear! secular conventions Oh, more powerful force! it distorts the true share of the expression, blocking most want to say language, I fail very thorough, in addition to not say thoughts, in addition to missing overtaken by silent cry with me for no sleepless nights, I always find the appropriate way, not find reasons to talk to you. As I always say do not know, for you, what is an emotion. do not want to admit that catching those who led the trip feelings are unreal, but you really never stop me from the side, but I really have not told you to say this Qiannian. But tonight, I really want to miss this too depressing in through the breath, because you will no longer belong to this virtual world, you announced to leave, walked to the end of your happiness, I will no longer be on your new memory. Write it may not be one of the best way, but I could not speak, can not do and to whom to talk, I had no choice, or that these bits and pieces of text can help me sort out thoughts, what I understand, know how to do. not to cover the face of a heart, the face of a hard clear that the story, forgive me words do not convey, topsy-turvy's whisper.
once said, the network is that it gives the soul turned into text, all the way to go, all the way wanton mood of the place sway; have fantasy network can be interpreted in the romantic realm of the spirit, in the Platonic realm, anyone can find another person to do the feeling of the prince or princess, and then freeze into a fairy-tale encounter happy ending mm want to never, never leave the memories of the beauty mm instead of brown and not the fairy tale who seek the Kingdom, dusty wake up yearning for the lost mind share back and continue to do unfinished dream, comfort will never come again this life, what is not! want to go back to those feelings of favorite fairy tale, with magic spells, clearly the vision and seriously involved, to do away from the secular dream.
I pretend to believe themselves, can be very chic happy to walk in the networks, however, when I came to understand that it can not be imaginary after all, have long wanted a child into a fairy kingdom, I have black and blue, the pain to no language said. The so-called know, is exchange with the pain again and again, though, our intention is not hurt. thought to be an affectionate embrace, the prince to his princess can only run alone a loss of air cooling the arm, can not tell, can not cry, for your heart mm beyond the appreciation, beyond the fantasy, a dream for you so beautiful, tears will lose interpreted as sweet, you are always in my heart, never to lose, I will never again be lonely.
met you, obsessed with you, miss you, all the waiting, longing, and depression, is a person's monologue, the play is doomed tragedy from beginning to end, I just Like father, just do not care, put too thorough. forget time and space, forget distance, forget the rules and regulations, and even forget yourself, in the eyes, and my heart is only you, abandon all reason, is about the feeling, to follow those words can be ambiguous, as in mistake in the search for happiness.'ve been trying to walk the labyrinth laid in the text, the fantasy has not promised to give me a beautiful, unknown no hope for that coveted, run out of courage. no right or wrong, when the story ends, I know, I would not I am the original.
that day, I took all the hope, into this world full of fantasy, opened his eyes to meet you, everything is done naturally like a long-awaited agreement, but can no longer feel calm. You say: step back, and no late bit too hhhh feeling, even myself find it hard to understand. I road, the future may see clearly to fall into the abyss of your mmmm for you, it can not explain the attachment, I always get out of the abyss. fell down in the dust, looking for halo of dazzling your head, collect your left behind the motto. those who may have no intention of being, all my memories again and again to reproduce the warmth. do not want to meet you too early, but do not know what treasure; do not want to meet you too late, No youthful mood to give. fear of the event see you, sorry hold air in my dreams; fear of separation after the encounter, but is inviting sad. but, I can not estimate the appropriate time between you and me, has not completely forgotten existed in the memory, can not rewind time, the memory does not recognize the assumptions, I get rid of those who filled the mood, even a dream, and I want to do wake up, side no complaints. just a word and then said to give up, the heart has always remained in the original to, nowhere to escape, the original, so that silence is very simple, do not miss it too difficult. and you can not embrace that distance, full of numerous planning sigh, thinking of the endless night Man, I seek not your space traces. addiction and origin edge off in profligate mood, forget the first and maybe, do not mind the original purpose of recognition is really fit, can not do casual.
you say, friends, you can make good standard distance; you say life is good friends, forever, never betray. I said, like two parallel lines, and occasionally accompanied by parallel, but not entangled. You are right, in my mind, you always right, then you should believe and follow. I want in front of you as good as gold, influential. but, since when, learn to distort your words, you can not convince myself do not care, not out of that piece of the virtual world with a fantasy woven . start collecting your photos, your few words, quietly staring, silently flying to mind the original, then expect you to leave traces, even if it exists and virtuality. can not remember, since when, beginning to like waiting for you, waiting for the arrival of the picture that flashes on your behalf, like the night guarding the phone, looking forward to your voice, listen to the whispers you do not have the charm, like waiting for the care of a prude, I understand this is not the time , therefore the time did not want to miss. indulge in the heart in the middle of ecstasy intoxication surprise capture, capturing thoughts that so dazzled the words, even foolish misunderstanding, like the obsession is unrequited love, the heart has long been like a walk in the fog, the ourselves. obviously not forgotten the words said, but unable to resist the short sweet. actually, a trace of pity to satisfy all of my hope, shed a reason, turning back to mind and turn to you. how to see a dream a person's pipe dream, even dream-frequency shock, or willing fell into the trap of a dream, the dream would not reject the tender moment. indulge in the lingering mood of non-reality, can not get away, no time to think of meditation and reflection, any thoughts flood surge, stubbornly waiting for an unspeakable, and hopeless feelings, only when it is in the material and the interests of full relationships, feelings of becoming flirtation vulgar, giving yourself a warm dream, even if the dream absurd to produce and nothingness, there is no hope from what is not luxury. I believe, because that can not afford to ignore the feeling, because the heartache.
or have been doing a bystander, attentively listen to your emotions, and I hear you say not related to tenderness, speak your mind, your efforts, all you have to pay, then you alcohol anesthesia, repeated over and over again love of her and refused to be understood the pain, when you have to accept the sad ending , would not help. hurts your soul to have deep, you are so sad. but you want something, I am unable to give, do not go hungry can not change a foregone conclusion, would not make things difficult for you, does not need to force yourself, you can not get is lost, is lost, can be sad, but not hurt, can not be unreasonable. I listen to, accompany, to be the most appropriate search words to comfort you, like comfort a sad child, which he does not take long tube everything will be all forgotten about me, even if he once again disappeared, as if the game and his companions disappeared. But, my efforts can not ease your frustration, you can not take you out from the injury in such as butterflies fly, but when the sea sigh. In fact, the heart is already with the Unnamed reasons, in front of you humble as dust, and even what you call at any instant, the play went to the toy, toys, yes, toys, little toys. like toys, there is no resentment language, the mood all the hide, and you never hear it asked, do not see it cry, it does not have anything that can bother you, makes you angry.
something to say: ; all things can not last long, only the memory of painful, was the man often mentioned, difficult to forget. about what type of memory is simply willing to miss, is a difficult to describe the attachment. fit only for the care, so, waiting in the forgotten corners. never afford to dream of being remembered, you do not care about how many times be forgotten, also do not have to remind you deliberately think of, so you moments of warmth, courtesy of pleasantries, for me, is flattered like surprises. I miss you a happy, carefree look, whether you and with whom. When I finally understand what you need, I began to neglect their own sorrows and joys, so you see me calm, happy and bless you. I have been part of my position, never mind mm brought to you. I always wanted to do as you wish, will always be friends, not to be replaced, has been among the best you want, the perfect distance, have also been efforts to this end.
in your before, I will always take you liked the kind of smile, pray you will always live well. And love the wilderness piece of my heart, will full of your favorite flower, the flower that is a blessing, I can not see you miss watering it. One day, I will have a secret garden of emotion, feeling alone in the heart of the spring garden, even if, spending time, indulge in thoughts that leads to not love, I regret, because I did not make things difficult for themselves to forget, no you do not want to force you to face a known love, like you, has nothing to do with you, miss, can never bring to you, and you, have already retained in my mind, as long as I want, you will never will go, I have nothing to complain about?
Zweig master pen strange woman who, with the short life of a woman, turning back the continuing passion love ; the man, perhaps, love to the depths of no grudge. every time I think that desperate and lonely love, all for her moving. lonely night, full of love of reading those words, could not help, slowly with finger across the air, and explore the distance that can never be measured, just carefully through the black fog, lean close to you. dreams often launched into song, wake up, all the notes are overtaken by Sigh, let me in every possible way efforts, but in the end not that indistinct indistinct spectrum of songs, like wake up, there is no one way, you can come to you. any Red filled the air, tears blurred vision there is always something like destiny, like the nameless love to channel the reasons for the existence of an unknown term of years passed, the gloomy, always stay in its place, refused to go away.
can not be made somewhat spoiled princess, and was glad to do silently staring, and when there is no glass slipper Cinderella. though, has been helpless to wait, but I know what I want, so do not complain, not confused. put your angel wings on top of their lifetime, each with moon and stars, a dream of the night, thinking of space, fly to you, somewhere, I get the intangible gift, be the heart of comfort, be sure to compensate for the current ask or think. Besides, I already found that let you in mind, you can give me dream, give me strength, give me the direction forward, however, want to keep you in mind.
sway full of tenderness, Everlasting, the silent independence towards the west wind, endless Zhong Yu, v. silently by coldest month. Do not ask me where love Gone with the Wind? who dreams down side! Busan Sheng wish I did not only recognize a lonely lingering, a transitory man of Love! Who Claims Division on earth style, palm earth who Women complain men crazy! are too distant, too unreal, and not mine. I remember my initial desire, like a prophecy fulfilled general, the original Oh! network is the destination of the soul, just for me, not for you, so I can be forgotten in the edge of your memory, but your words stay in my heart, though, all I get is some feeling it, this feeling, I have always cherished. cherish, but will not come near you, I just take away memories are my memories, with a world away from your heart to stray, even though in my heart, wandering representatives were sadly abandoned in place Weiming, wandering my mind exile, not about romance, not related to dream, just let the thoughts siltation to find they are willing to parking areas. {{forgot to tell you, nine years ago, I hurt to the hh Since then, not hh not hh (omitted)}}
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