I can't love you more than myself.

afternoon

my afternoons are always occupied by lazy sleepiness, and I can't wake up with a ball of wool in my head. When I am not sober, I always mistakenly think that your goodbye is just time to go downstairs and pick up an express delivery. So every time I realized that the goodbye we were talking about had already taken the risk of never seeing each other again, the wool ball in my head became more and more knotted.

well, I'm not happy when I think about it. No one can coax me into being unhappy.

but in fact, I have had some joyful farewell times, such as when you suddenly hugged me from behind before I sent you to the airport. I felt your slight sigh, and from the words "Don't see me off", I seem to hear a little bit of your reluctance to give up. That's great, isn't it? you have shown your reluctance in all the farewells, which has almost gone beyond a lot of moments of warm confession to me.

Isn't it marvellous and exhilarating to find a stunning formal dresses for big busts for your event? Buy now to enjoy and experience the happy shopping.

friends are always curious about how they meet so rarely. Where the affection comes out, it seems to me that I am not allowed to enter from now on. I said, "what you don't understand, what makes me think about this, I'm afraid it's because there's so much time I can't see, and these gaps are enough for me to have everything in my fantasy."

haven't you ever had a time like this? if you miss a feeling too much, you will have hallucinations related to it. So I've been looking forward to it with all my heart. But slowly I can also find that even if I endure the past, the hallucination still moves forward with me. Maybe you are just a statue that I polished repeatedly. I carved your appearance once and for all with a small hammer. No matter whether you are really like this or not, you still have to stubbornly face a statue and say all those missing words.

I am born to be a thief. I want to have a try and have a look at everything in such a mess. But how can I not understand that the distance between you and me is more than just the distance on the map?

the moon on the horizon is difficult to complete, but there are often people who pray for love to be complete one day. They do not know that love cannot be perfect and that once its switch is turned on, defects will come all the time. And sometimes you have to admit that it is those pains and imperfections that make your eyes look a little more beautiful than before. Yes, I care about the difference between beauty and ugliness, not in appearance, let alone in the soul. It is the kind of state that looks at the past at a glance and is portrayed in one's own life.

I am a person who loves myself very much, so I seem to be able to maintain a relaxed and happy relationship and a beautiful life without effort, just like a kind of heroism, which makes me stay away from your track no matter how much I yearn for it. You are allowed to evacuate at any time, as you like, in all directions. Allow me to stand where I am, fantasize about everything, and try to be magnificent.

but if I can, I'd rather be a selfish person who doesn't know how to control the distance, bothering you, pestering you, not looking for money to annoy you, and I'm willing to disturb you, interfere with you, occupy your time and space, and have a lot of private information. If you want to leave unrestrained and unrestrained, you will have to retaliate with you at any time.

Yes, if I can, I would like to do something troublesome and annoying, even if I have to make all kinds of ugly gestures. I'd love to.

it's a pity that I can't. I love myself so much that I want to keep a good-looking figure in every corner and gap of life. I am not afraid that I will no longer like you. What I am afraid of is that I no longer like myself who likes you.

I like those magnanimous and fearless people so much that I always thought that at least I could walk in all directions with a handful of hair before I left.

I love those magnanimous and fearless people so much that I always think that I can at least look smart before I leave. But in your eyes, my back is just a mess with a lot of chopping that can't be sorted out.

but I don't like people praising me for being clever and understanding. I just want to be like a 29-year-old ghost bride in high heels in a TV series. I can still have a 19-year-old girl's face as soon as I call out my uncle. The kind of little girl who rushes around and summons her lover anytime and anywhere is a kind of precious right. It is not like us adults who carefully weigh where a heart should be used to gain nothing.

if the weather is just right when I see you again, let's walk again. Whether it's here or there, in the streets or alleys, after being emotionally stable for such a long time, I'd love to have a chance to be happy and not to restrain myself.

of course, I can only think about it, because I know that I can't love you more than myself. I just want to reach out and hug you, hug you who want to say nothing, and you who have said good night at this time. Maybe that's all it takes.

Yellow sand blows all over the sky, the vast Milky way crawls overhead, and the flowers hide simply with the breath, attracting a few bees and dishes, and the waves wet their ankles and take the temperature away without saying a word. It seems that nature has explained clearly all the reasons why we can't get through the wind and rain together. But it will also be close, did not expect your kiss is still here as if in a whisper, telling me what is meant by lips and teeth.

if that's all that's left, then the softest tenderness is not always satisfactory.

but without these, how barren the soil I lay down would be.