I'm sneezing like mad. Like in one minute I can sneeze 20-30 times. Unbelievable ? But its true ( = Went to Xiao Gui Lin alone yesterday. The air was very cold. I felt very cold, inside out.
I know its all coming back. But please, don't let it come back. Let the past remain the past.
The furthest distance in the world
is not between life and death,
but its when i stand in front of you
yet you don't know that i love you.
I know its all coming back. But please, don't let it come back. Let the past remain the past.
The furthest distance in the world
is not between life and death,
but its when i stand in front of you
yet you don't know that i love you.
The furthest distance in the world
is not when i stand in front of you
yet you can't see my love,
but when undoubtedly knowing the love from both
yet cannot be together.
The furthest distance in the world
is not being apart while being in love,
but when plainly can not resist the yearning
yet pretending you have never been in my heart.
The furthest distance in the world
is not but using one's indifferent heart,
to dig an uncrossable river for
the one who loves you.
I got this poem from Shan's blog. I would like to add a paragraph to it.
The furthest distance in the world
is no longer me standing in front of you,
yet you do not know I love you,
but me holding your hand,
knowing I cannot never walk into your heart.
I'm going to rest.
Goodbye all.
