#Not poem
He just passed through your world without leaving a trace
It's just that occasionally,when you hear someone say something about him,you get excited
Tears fall down,sparkling,if too much,you will become silent
Your inquiries,all the tenderness are quickly passed by
Will the words he once said come true?
Who is he standing in front of now?
Who made you stand on the street corner in the rain and storm all night?
Having walked every road with him,why did you stop and not go,bowing your head to think so much?
Each sentence of good bye,good night,gradually piles up and becomes helplessness
The pain he caused is still there,becoming a nightmare that you can't escape
The memories of him linger day by day
When they reach his mouth,they all become unimportant sentences
The love songs you sang for him,he has long forgotten,but they're still the first songs in your playlist
Looking at his current state,loving then breaking up then getting back together
Who will care about you?
He has long forgotten,or perhaps for you it's a kind of torment
All of you now only has him
But who can understand this kind of feeling?
The intimate pics and messages are all thrown into the trash
Who will come to be your support?
