Isolated and helpless state of mind, pushing yourself into one oncoming sorrow after another, even if you never understand, I will not do it to you, my sorrow is a sting that you can never experience, into the bottom of my heart, I am afraid, I am not afraid that you leave me, but I am afraid that when you love me, I am not the only one in your heart, real happiness, is the eternity that I can never reach, the real pain, but I have been drunk for too long hallucination, this season without you, I am waiting for you with joy, but not hope, I have no hope for a long time, I just want you not to let me despair, I am like a flower blooming on a cliff, dry in the silence of no one, you come, pick me, I wait for you to give me sunshine and warmth, I think you understand my pain, I don’t say, you know, it turns out that I want to be wrong This is a season without you, without your smiling face and gentleness, you live happily and freely over there, I miss deeply at this end, time is too narrow, my fingers are too wide, destined to be lost, doomed to hopelessness.
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