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那什么是爱呢，我不懂，但爱一定不是掉眼泪对吗，爱很奇怪，什么都介意，却什么都能原谅就像泰戈尔说的，你的眼睛为他下着雨心却为他打着伞，我真的非常讨厌自己病态的敏感，永远都在自己生气，一件小事我都能联想到八百种悲伤的可能，甚至疑神疑鬼，他心情不好的时候，此时我困意来袭，我为了克制自己，为了让自己清醒，用冷水洗了把脸，怕他难过的时候我不在，最后他的一句“我睡觉了”，等了好久的我突然觉得很没意思，我存过你的照片，研究过你的朋友，看过你的每一条朋友圈，跟朋友炫耀过你我远比想象中的更喜欢你

As Tagor said, your eyes are under rain but holding an umbrella for him. I really hate my morbid sensitivity. I will always be angry. I can think of 800 sadness in a trivial matter.Maybe, even suspicious, when he was in a bad mood, at this time I was sleepy. In order to restrain myself, to make myself sober, I washed my face with cold water. I was afraid that when he was sad, I was not there.I slept ", I suddenly felt boring for a long time, I suddenly felt boring,

I have saved your photos, studied your friends, saw every circle of friends of you, and showed off you with friends and me. I like you more than expected

If I say that I won't make Mahjong, I will smoke, I will drink it, and I will make makeup noodles.

我没有办法告诉你我有多爱你 只能说 半夜打电话来我也会接 再远的地方我也愿意去见你 就算你喝醉吐我一身我也不会推开你

I can't tell you how much I love you. I can only say that if I call in the middle of the night, I will answer it. No matter how far away I am, I will go to see you. Even if you are drunk and vomit all over me, I won't push you away.