I've been listening to a podcast. Today, one of the channel talked about a song named "Kill me Please", describing a person finally sees the one appear, "We've only met each other once, this heart is smashed up, and the whole world collapsed." What an impressed love. Maybe we could say that it's romantic. Even though I never believe that this first sight in love will ever happen on me, I think it must exist, as so many works have mentioned about it.
"If I'm not killed by you, it's meaningless to live on. If I die in this life in this world, I'd rather be killed by you." I'm thinking about you. When we were acrossing the road, that was a red light, I asked you if you would like to kill me. You murmured beside my ear, wasn't it what you want?
I intended to write a diary for the baby in my body. When I felt upset about you today, I felt guilty with the baby. Why am I so easy influenced by you, even though you've done nothing. I blame myself for not taking them more important than you. You always have the priority in my heart. How could I?
Moumoun, I hope I can change, but I don't want that I change. Unfortunately I have to change. How sad, how undignified.
Moumoun, I couldn't die now, I have the responsibility. I thought I was dying, but I was still there when I react.
Moumoun, I miss you. I can still see you sometimes, thank you.
Love,
Miao
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