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累了、困了、倦了、

我還是那個我，從未改變過，一直爲你在原地徘徊的我不知道你會不會回來，你知不知道我每天看著你閃動的頭像總會不自覺得流淚，想念那些過往快樂的時光，依稀記得你對我的溫柔，你說過你會一生一世只對我好，所以即使我在怎麽感到委屈都不會流淚，因爲我知道你是愛著我的就夠了。

我知道是我的錯，請你原諒我好不好我不該那麽任性，不該對你耍小性子，那天看見你和她在一起有說有笑，我承認我是嫉妒了，任性的我對你提出分手，只是希望你能給多在乎我一點多關心我一點，那時候我不知道你是怎麽想，笑著接受我的分手，還說什麽這是對我們大家都好，你、是不是早就想這樣了？還是我太傻了？

分手那天我靠在墙角哭得好伤心你知不知道？我以为时间可以淡忘一切，看来我还是太天真了，你知不知道你离开后，我似乎也被抽去了灵魂，毫无反抗的力气，我好后悔当初我得决定，让你远离了我得身边，现在得我心已经麻木了，幸福是什么样的感觉，我已记不清了┉╮在我得世界里没有了你锝存在我还有什么幸福可言？你说过在爱情游戏里没有谁对不起谁,只有谁不懂得珍惜谁.你是在怪我不懂得珍惜你么？可是我已经知道错了，你回到我的身边好不好？没有你在身边锝日子我忘记锝该怎么笑、怎么爱、你离开了我，我还能去爱谁？心都被你全部占据锝，哪里还能空出来给别人？

親愛锝、你走了、我不會在去愛上誰了、因爲我知道要淡忘你也許要花上我一輩子锝時間、我已經累了、困了、倦了、

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生活網友发表于 2011-08-16 14:04:05 1楼回複: 朋友，過去了再回來也不完美，過去，不要忘記但要放下。

笑看浮華ゝ蒼生发表于 2011-08-17 13:17:46 2楼回複: 0.0

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