学不会怎么去面对 每一次离开 表情 都是冲突的 快乐 伤心 失落 脸 不会摆 默默期待着 下一次 I never learned how to leave. Every time I left, my expressions were always conflicting. Joy, sorrow, melancholy. The only think I can do is to look forward, waiting for the next time we meet.
每一次的爱情 也许教会我一些 但是同时 也会扭曲我一些 经历了这么多 爱情的形状 已经记不太清了呢 扭曲的我 还值得被爱么 Every relationship, teaches me a little bit more. But at the same time, it distorts my view of what love is. After all these, I seem to have forgotten what the shape of affection looked like. Lost in my own views, do I even deserve to […]