我爱你

杰出院了...
但好像很不开心...
好像宁不踩他...
我陪他谈天...
谈了很多关于宁的事...
说说一下...
他就哭了...
应该吵架了吧...
从来没有看过杰哭...




晚上...
宁打给我...
说要找我谈天...
就说了很多东西...
很多关于他和杰的东西...
说说一下...
就哭了...
看来他们吵到很厉害...




我就在想...
如果有一天...
你不踩我...
我会怎么样呢...
我会不会也会和杰一样呢...
你会不会和宁一样呢...
幸好...
到现在...
感情都很好...
都没有什么事...




但是...
如果感情不好了...
我们会怎样呢...
你...
每次都会有很天真...
开心的样子...
每次见到你都会很开心...
好希望就这样延续...



我爱你

我和你...
一起快120天了...
日子久了...
感情变更好了...
想你已经成为我每一天...
想做的事情...
不知道你...
也是不是...
每天得想我...



经过了...
第一个圣诞节...
第一个新年...
第一个一百天...
你是不是都很开心呢???




喜欢...爱...
怎样分辨呢...
不知道...
你...
问这个问题...
为了什么呢...
不知道...
你...
是不是开始动摇了...
开始觉得我不好...
不知道...
到底这些问题...
我想不想知道答案呢...
也不知道...
只希望应该不是坏的啦...




我爱你...
我喜欢你...
我想的是你...
我知道的...
就只是这些...
(有点肉麻...不知道你喜不喜欢...)
也希望...
你爱我...
你喜欢我...
你想的是我...

again

I am supposed to pursue my dream
in this narrow winding road, stuttering in the crowds of people

It's not that I want to return to that past,
I am just searching for the sky I have lost.
I hope you understand.
Don't show the sad face as if you have been sacrificed.

Tears do not end a sin. We have to carry it with us through
in this maze of feelings with no ends in sight.
Who am I waiting for?
As scribbled on the blank note, I want to be more honest.
What do I want to escape from?
Is it this thing called "reality"?

"For what am I living?"
In the middle of the night as my memories are fading.
I can't play safe anymore,
but there is nowhere to go too.
There's still so much in life to remove this feeling.
I will feel nostalgic about it.
I welcome this pain.

I have to apologize for this. Ah, I'm sorry.
I can't say it well. I'm just causing worries.

Everything that I embraced that day.
Everything that I will embrace tomorrow
I will not arrange them in any order.
I hope you understand. I closed my eyes
but I could still see things I do not want to see.

Unnecessary rumours that I hear for the first time, so what?
"Face it and you will be friends"
Don't tell lies like these.
My heart being agitated from deep inside,
a burning sensation runs through my body.
Actually I'm expecting something
from this thing called "reality".

"For what am I living?"
I want to shout it out loud. Can you hear me?
I can't play safe anymore,
but there is nowhere to go too.
I am grateful for all the kindness,
so I want to become stronger to march on.
I do welcome friends and foes.

How do I open the next door? I'm thinking.
The unretractable story has begun.
Open your eyes. Open your eyes.

There is still so much in life to remove this feeling.
I want to start all over again so that I can complete what I haven't done.
Shall we go AGAIN?

"For what am I living?"
I want to shout it out loud. Can you hear me?
I can't play safe anymore,
but there is nowhere to go too.
I am grateful for all the kindness,
so I want to become stronger. I feel the nostalgia.
I welcome this pain.