So that I talked a lot.
Then you shake my hand and rejected me,
so touching that it was like our friendship got deeper.
I didn’t have the right to stop seeing you because you are so nice.
You still uses those sweet words that touches me.
No one should have been angry.
Got this result,
could I blame God for not giving me a fake happiness?
I haven’t been sad over you so I don’t deserved to feel bad.
We didn’t travelled anywhere to continue the story.
Our hairs haven’t turn white and so I caught the cold is only because of my stupidity. Should have been happy like an angel.
Do I still have the luck to pretend to be the weak one to pretend that I am so depress?
Do I have the reason to become a monk,
and gain the acceptant of others?
So depress that I felt shameful,
so hurt that I couldn’t have any new ideas.
That tears,
lack great wishes.
If love can be called as a great thing,
then no matter how hard it is I will still be happy.
If I made you to discover that I lived for you to a point that I became a failure,
I will be annoyed and I am so mean.
I haven’t been sad over you so I don’t deserved to feel bad.
We didn’t travelled anywhere to continue the story.
Our hairs haven’t turn white and so I caught the cold is only because of my stupidity. Should have been happy like an angel.
Do I still have the luck to pretend to be the weak one to pretend that I am so depress?
Do I have the reason to become a monk,
and gain the acceptant of others?
So depress that I felt shameful,
so hurt that I couldn’t have any new ideas.
That tears,
lack great wishes.
Far too meaningless,
if this is call pain,
then perhaps it is too easy.
You didn’t changed my life,
so how could I dare to let this become a problem for myself.
You didn’t hurt me nor hated me,
so my love history is not important.
春秋 (referring to the book) only record the important things,
if my love is meaningless,
then these tears are pointless.
I don’t have the luck to exaggerate my selfishness to pretend to be hopeless.
More importantly,
it is wrong to create hatred on the day when you found your true love.
I can still feel the pain,
but o leave behind a splinter, we at least need to meet ten thousands more times.
http://scasongaday.blogspot.ca/2015/05/6th-may-2015-hins-cheung.html
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