你最近还好吗？
你还记得我吗？
你想知道我的心还会痛吗？
我应该在你身边
却不敢对你说 能不能说
犹豫不决 要怎么写
你说的话 我牢牢琐在心头
我说的话 你抛到世界的角头
他说的话 成了我们之间的石头
昨天的等候，今天的邂逅，明天的悲愁
昨天的路口，今天的回头，明天的难过
昨天的誓言，今天的诺言，明天的谎言
包容你，关心你，没有你
遇见你，认识你，失去你
搞不懂，模糊了，习惯了
天冷了,风大了,这深夜眼泪结冰了
千言万语也说不出我有多难过
少了你 多了她 ; 没有你 出现她
无法入睡，我好不习惯
我已忘了喜欢
还在思念里挣扎
习惯了 一个人 走在以往的路口
要我怎么办 难舍难分 伤害她们…怎么能
我会一个人 向寂寞出发
我不想在矛盾里
一直重来
如果世界只省十秒钟
你能花一秒钟 回头给我看吗？
肯给我两秒钟的拥抱吗？
可以给我三秒钟说话吗？
四秒钟让我永远牵着你手到最后吗？
Copyrighted,
7inN~≯ KaY 傻傻 爱上 当白痴
The longer I live,
the more I realize the impact of attitude on life.
Attitude, to me,
is more important than facts.
It is more important than the past,
the education,
the money,
than circumstances,
than failure,
than successes,
than what other people think or say or do.
It is more important than appearance,
giftedness or skill.
It will make or break a company…
… a home.
The remarkable thing is we have a choice everyday regarding the attitude we will embrace for that day.
We cannot change our past…
we cannot change the fact that people will act in a certain way.
We cannot change the inevitable.
The only thing we can do is play on the one string we have,
and that is our attitude.
I am convinced that life is 10% what happens to me and 90% of how I react to it.
And so it is with you…
we are in charge of our Attitudes
Nobody can go back and start a new beginning,
but anyone can start today and make a new ending
Don’t worry about life,
you’re not going to survive it anyway.
Have you ever been in love?
Horrible isn’t it?
It makes you so vulnerable.
It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up.
You build up all these defenses,
you build up a whole suit of armor,
so that nothing can hurt you,
then one stupid person,
no different from any other stupid person,
wanders into your stupid life…
You give them a piece of you.
They didn’t ask for it.
They did something dumb one day,
like kiss you or smile at you,
and then your life isn’t your own anymore.
Love takes hostages. It gets inside you.
It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness,
so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart.
It hurts.
Not just in the imagination.
Not just in the mind.
It’s a soul-hurt,
a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart .
yet you cant deny how sweet it is in the whole process that makes you willing to take it all
在这天这一分钟遇见你
望向街中的感觉很美丽
下一秒未准备
未适应兜兜转转这场戏
越过空间差一些运气
下意识的心想碰到你
剩下我在这里
离别中捉到珍惜道理
我曾经如此
我将会如何
我会否记得
我曾经如何
心中一生的美是曾遇你
花一生的福气为重遇你
在你身边匆匆的掠过
一天呼吸使我在回味那空气
梦在心中多好…
