It's not easy when I miss you in my heart.

when I was sorting out my old computer files in the morning, I found a lot of things about you, your photos, the text I wrote for you, and our chat screenshots. I don't know how long they were dormant in my computer and occupied several G positions. I can't hold my newly downloaded movies.

I also tidied up my computer before. when I turned to these, I always said to myself, "take care of it next time, there are too many things, and delete them later." I tricked myself into keeping these things for several months. I thought that one day, maybe one night, after drinking some wine and listening to some sad music, I would suddenly want to see what we had experienced in the past.

her breakup is not difficult to explain, two people are just inappropriate, one person expects too much, one person is not greedy enough, everyone wants to get more attention from each other, as a result, no one is willing to give too much, breaking up is inevitable. But she couldn't see through this, so she always asked me, "if I hadn't XXXX at that time, he wouldn't have broken up."

me, too. Many nights, my ex-boyfriends would jump out one by one and squeeze into my head, laughing and quarreling as if I had been through my old love life again. Some have forgotten, some have long lost love, some have families, some have gone abroad, and a person is standing behind those people, silently.

it was a time when I couldn't sleep over and over again every night, feeling as if something was stuck. In the middle of the night, listening to the sound of the heating at the foot of the bed, I will feel upset. From one insomnia to four o'clock, there will be a short rest, and then from four o'clock insomnia to six o'clock, hear the sound of roommates getting up to brush their teeth.

the most terrible time was insomnia until ten o'clock in the morning, thinking I couldn't do this. I got up and went downstairs to have breakfast with dark circles under my eyes.

it's not easy to miss you in my heart.

Nothing would do you more favor than open back prom dresses. New trendy arrivals are on hot sale now!

recently, when I was listening to a song by Eason Chan in NetEase, I saw a comment, "6137 comments, one by one down, with vague expectations. I saw an avatar that seemed to have been used by you." it's nothing to click in. How bored I am, how eager I am, how weak I am. "

I thought of my friend telling me that after she checked her ex-boyfriend on Weibo, she found that he had changed his name, so she looked among her more than 2, 000 fans one by one. She didn't want to add it back, nor did she mean to find him, but simply to see how he was doing.

the obsession cultivated by emotion nibbles at reason bit by bit in the heart.

are all very silly things, but when they are still doing it, they dare to do it without hesitation. Perhaps I can not let go, in addition to you, there is our common experience at that time, especially at that time, wholeheartedly love a person's own.

I haven't let go of my time. I'm afraid you've been tired of me.

those photos left on the computer still do not find a day to look through. The content of the letter I wrote to you has already been engraved in my mind. The truth is that I simply do not have the confidence to read it again. Think through these, delete this action is much easier, the upper right corner of the X key, dragged into the trash can, and then all emptied, a crisp sound of broken paper, all of you are gone.

it's easy.