Meet you at that moment, you walked into my heart, had never left. Has been like watching you smile, didn't expect that in your eyes, not too many have too much eye contact with you, because at that moment I was afraid of exposing my imperfect in front of your face. Gradually got used to just quietly watching you, stand behind you, every time you go, shout aloud for you.
Meeting that autumn we met, in the crowd, we're just friends, maybe for you was one of the more familiar passer-by, but I still like always appears in your sight, eager to get your opinion. However, we are different people in the world, this life we are destined to different roles in the world, will eventually become each other's lives that one of the many passerby.
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