对的人

你：“为什么喜欢一个人会那么的痛苦和不开心？”
我：“别傻了，因为他不是那个对的人，所以你才会那么的不快乐。”


在对的时间遇到对的人，是幸福的。他不会愿意见到你伤心难过，因为那样他自己也会难过的。当你失落的时候，他会想办法让你开心起来。或许他很笨拙，但至少他愿意为了你而尝试。你们吵嘴的时候，也许他强烈的自尊心让他放不下身段，但到最后他还是跑来向你低头，不是因为他知错了，只是他不忍心让你因为他而掉眼泪。如果这是一段真感情，你不会有太多的思想斗争、不断的猜忌怀疑、在深夜里辗转难眠。如果他是那个对的人，而你，应该是幸福、开心和微笑的。

痛彻心扉

无意间见到你和她缠绵的照片，这一切并不是我希望见到的。我告诉自己不要再去回想了，但凭我再怎么努力，那痛彻心扉的感觉却无法刻意遗忘掉。那些照片一次又一次的浮现在我脑海，我的心一层又一层的被撕裂开来。

微笑的回忆着

我不是那种会因为离开而悲伤难过的人，但这一次心情却好沉重。心里有太多的牵挂，我放不下，但我知道放手对我们俩人也许是好的。毕竟，两个不合适的人始终会有说再见的一天。因此，我选择在这样的情况下离开，或许可以把伤害减到最低。就让彼此的回忆停留在最美好的那一刻，好吗？但愿某天你忽然想起我的时候，心里是微笑着的。 ：）

It's time to say good bye

I loved your past, but not when I saw through it. It's ugly! I loved you, but I also hate you for the same reason!

No, please don't write about me in your blog!

I "accidentally" found that you actually own a blog which you had never shared with me (and later I realized why you didn't). You write well. Your stuffs are farny (see, I even started imitating the way you talk), I really enjoy reading them. I secretly wished that someday you would write about me, in your blog. To me, it seemed like I have a place in your heart, even though we both are clear about that this is not something forever, I still wished that I would have a place in your heart after all.

Until I discovered about a blog you wrote for her (Idle Days), both of my hands were lightly shaking, I found myself hardly breathing. That's the reaction I had when I first saw this blog and those pictures of you and her. You seemed "enjoying" her very much. You seemed having a wonderful time with her. Those pictures were taken in your room, which I was there not too long ago. I told you, I hate seeing pictures that I can relate myself to them. I knew that you have a past and you can't go back and change it, but I just hate it! Yes, I get jealous where I am in a place that I shouldn't be. I am just not good enough to play such game. Yes, I want to call it a quit like I have always talked about it. This is something more than I can handle.

I don't see there is a possibility that we are going to have a future, not even 0.01%! I like guy who is more mature and caring. He can be a boy at heart, but he should know when to get serious, and he should be mature enough to handle situation. You're definitely not the caring type, at least not caring enough for my standard (I don't set a high standard though). All you do is pissing me off, fighting/arguing about stupid things with me, getting me upset, hurting me, and then you apologize later.

I know you're gonna hate about what I write, but I always have a thing for taller guy, and to me that's pretty essential. I explained to my friend 'it's just like most ladies who love Prada, LV those pricy designer bags. They make the ladies feel good, proud, satisfied, higher to walk around with them, showing them off. I don't have a thing for designer bags, but I do have a thing for the man's height! After all, you're just not my type, you're not the kind of guy for me, and you're just not good enough for me.

I really don't want to see you anymore, not even until the day I leave for UK. Good Luck! Oh yeah, let me remind you again, please don't write a blog about me!