that was a cold night.I held your hand in my palm,full of bullshit in my mouth.I was lost and i couldn't see your face clearly.Maybe,in your oppinion,what i had said were all just jokes.
Maybe what i had done would only make you sad.I also understood your trouble.Maybe i was just being naive,illusionating to spend the rest of my life with you.I dont know whether you would cry in a certain night after lowing down your disguises.
I told myself to let it go so both you and me wouldn't suffer any more.But i couldn't lay down the deep down feeling inside me.This feeling prevented me from doing this.
It's said that love between young people won't last,but i don't buy it.I know i will have nothing without you.Looking at the past,i've missed too much and made too many mistakes.But i still wondering if we can start over?