停止

最后一根了啦。。最后一根了。。

一直重复又重复。。

结果还是照抽

哈哈。。

真的是上瘾啦。。

可是至少这一刻的我，可以不那么在乎。

我能给你最后的一份爱，竟然是祝福。

我终究是没办法那么狠心的破坏你们。

最真诚的祝福，然后就退场。

配角又何必痴缠着舞台呢？

不属于自己的舞台，

终究是要退场的。

歌重复又重复，

回忆一直在脑海中回响。

啊啦啦，

退场啦。。。

停啦。。。

也是时候给自己一个退路了啦。

天，

明天会更好。

一根烟

抽着那支烟的最后一口烟，静静的沉醉在那不清晰的状况下。
仔细的回想过往的一切。
要说自己今天带给自己的痛苦，只能说是自做自受。
可是又有谁能担保，当时如果不做出这样的决定，就一定不会受到今天的痛苦呢？
每一次的错误，都沉醉在悔恨当中。
而这一次，痛得比往常更痛。
可是悔恨的心情，却没这么重了。

发冷的双脚，颤抖了一下。
那烟味还残留在口中。
恶心的咳了一下，心想：我干吗抽烟啊。。
那短暂的不清晰，给了我许多的细考空间。
至少这段时间，我不必为自己的寂寞感到悲哀。

分手了，还是很在乎。
在乎得，连自己也不爱。
她为了那男人，哭了又哭。
然后我居然为了她，安慰她，还告诉她，要加油，喜欢人，就要勇敢去追求！
他妈的。。童话故事咩。。
自己也不懂自己在干吗。。
 连着来的，是肚子疼。
心都不在了，我居然还期望着，如果我待在她身边，她终有一天会回来。

所以这根烟，是非常重要的。
这根烟告诉我，烧了，走了，就不再回来了。
沉醉在过去，只会让自己痛苦。
接受吧。
烟也烧完了。放手吧。
永别了。

My love

Dear Love,

You were special to me. Always so special.
We can play like friends, and still love like couples ,we were so connected, because we were so alike. We are immature. There's nothing else I can give you any more, and I'm outta your life. When you easily gave away the love that we used to share, only then I realized that, I never was the one meant to you. It hurts a lot, almost kills me. Because it is a mistake. And through mistake we will grow up, even if I don't want to. Love was always so special. The sweetest and the most special of the love always happens when we are immature. But immature always cause trouble and mistakes, mistakes that will hurt us forever. I loved you with all my heart, I used to think that you are the one that I will spend my entire life with, because you were so special to me. I tried to save this love with every effort I have, but in the end I realized, there's nothing else  I could do, because you already given that love away. My love burdened you, and that's the reason I lose you. I can't contact you, because I couldn't fit into your life any more. I can't give you anything any more, because there's nothing left any more. I bid you farewell, and hope you will be happy forever. Take care.

Love,
Dada