Tuesday, May 31, 2011

One Night

One night, a person's waiting. Don't remember this is which nights, also don't remember this is how much time of waiting. Just know a person still insist on, still waiting.

Eve, acacia nights. Endless all night long, long lingering of feeling. Who knows, the share of the pain hidden in mind. Who buried in memory solution, the share of the events of the past. For a long time, more time to forget, like my thoughts. Would like to countless times forgotten memory, the countless times wandering in the bottom of the feelings of countless times in emotional abyss struggle. Know, so tired. Know, so silly. However, there is always the one for a period of deep love, there is also always one period of eternal love. That's memory? Or we can't forget to past events?  herve leger v neck bandage white dress

Night, quiet nights. It is very late, still depriation. One person alone, or lonely by this night layers of parcels mood. Struggle, cried aloud. All to no avail, all these have all been night cold laugh at, just like the clown make a mockery of emotion. Why? Why would I let go in emotional abyss? Why? Why would I forgotten in the space amlposition? Yesterday's dream has not renew, chose the edges wander. I like earthly wandering, with the wind, find love home; I am like a boat and wandering with wave swaying, find the harbor dock. Time change, spatio-temporal changes, I waited for Laos. Millennium dream, and desolate, and eternal died in my watch...

The night is so quiet, quiet to let a person a little want to shed tears; Life so pale, pale and let a person a little weakness; Reality so cruel, cruel lets the person a little sad; Feel so clear, clearly let a person a little false; Pain so real, real let people numb...
Choose alone, choose lonely, choose to perish, choosing to wait, wait for a no end everlasting. In a man's world has nothing to do with love on the fly, bring dreams and hopes the send tomorrow, fold the grief and pain in old memory bury use silence and insignificant to hide all uneasiness, handles, and despair...

A man's world, a person's life, every miss you night, every dream, every minute, every time you think, each time lost...

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