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We Got The Beat
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difficult for me to feel your breath

 I am old, look in the eyes no longer so attention, can not see in front of me who is, I with trembling hands clutching the hem of your, want to say the words kept choking. Finally, under very difficult circumstances or flow saliva.

I am old, no bad expression, every time you fed I Hanxiao non-stop, swallow constantly coughing, looking at the wipe your figure, I have a stiff hand lift, only silently groan.

I am old, life can not take care of themselves, for you to give me the princess holding time, every time you make it difficult for me to feel your breath.

I am old, the body began to appear a variety of problems, you take me to go for a walk in the park, looking at breeze will blow your hair, I intoxicated with the inability to resist.

I am old, I don't admit that I am old, but when I look at you, I always sit quietly. I seem to recall what, but some things have not remember, so it is always open to those photos, found a photo is a story, our story, now seems to be the immortal legend.

I have a deep feeling for you, always stay in the most young, and will not envy the young people now, because we have experienced the first of the scenery. But I was lucky to be able to meet you in my lifetime. Let me cherish own life, even years let me flee, I will give you maximum support finally closed in. You give me the greatest enrichment in life, so that I can work harder, better understand what a man should do, but I am old, we are old.

People to death may more understand life, those who experienced the ups and downs, impulse of youth, who had left with regret that now seems, seems to be life bring my tolerance. How can we not regret? Some people are just missed, wake up, to the final only on the. To look back at the road, but also the way to bend, to bypass several rivers, not through the wind and rain, how to understand life.

Thought for a long time, since the marriage, romance seems to become a clown, a lot of time to forget their own old, but also repeatedly proved that we are old. Once those classmates and friends, in successive years one to walk, I look at their photos, as if returned to the past, whenever this moment, my heart will always be relaxed many. I am old, soon should flee.

To sleep at night, always in the middle of the night suddenly woke up, look at her, and then quietly listening to her breathing, and then only at ease again to sleep. Afraid, in determining the guardian life have been doomed, I have tried to make their like an umbrella, a wall, a pillow, do not want to let her in my lifetime by a grievance, even if love is already old, I would also like to run out of years of life.
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