Novel

Hangzhou, China
May 16, 2018 9:21pm CST
I can't find any excueses, the tears finally get used to loneliness. After you went, i began to decay my spirit, until i forgot all of it that the unhappiness you give. Write a novel,but there is no result. the plot is not touching,i just get something to say How i want to remain your sweet tenderness. Missing you is a cry,an endless novel. Write a novel,i don't know how to go back. maybe ambiguity is too much,secret love is leaking. but i can't gazed at your limpid eyes. Looking back is a fall,a promise that can't be read. I think we're just loving the wrong way. Without insipration,so light some fireworks to shine the sky of memory. I wandered in the words and tried to forget the unforgettable love. It looks like Don Quixote who fought for princess by driving a windmill. Our love is doomed to be disillusioned, but i still insist. our love is doomed with no end, but i still persist. Joys and sorrows,is not my novel. your love is the heartache for me without a word.
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@nsns1332 (62)
• Lucknow, India
17 May 18
painfull poem
• Dallas, Texas
17 May 18
Such a sad poem. But a good poem and very thoughfully written.