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March 23 Born to be lonelyWe were brought to this world by our parents mixed with their flesh and bones and came into being phase by phase. As we grow, we meet with different souls. Some become our friends, some even come to be our dearest. For one time we thought we can totally lean on him, tie our destiny and even devote our lives to that man. As if there was an unseen rope that is bonding our souls. But the truth is there is no such bond at all but a weak contract which may become invalid at any time. At the moment the illusion is broken, we found nothing left. Compared to his own happiness, our great sorrow and pains is noting. Heart being cut blooding, shape being tortured shapeless, dignity being thrown to the ground, but all the agony can not even exchange for a drop of tear. Enthusiasm became disappointment, disappointment became despair, at last we are kneeing down to beg for mercy, for a little care, for the last dignity we only process. But in his eyes, this humble posture is nothing nut demand his future happiness and that’s totally unbearable. He will give NONE. As if asking for love is a crime even we pay our whole emotion to buy a little concern. Thus the doom came. It is a feeling hard to depict. Once we seated together watching Standard Charted Ship floating by, once we seated in the cold chair, staring at the most stony eyes. We were thought to be supermen who can easily diminish all the pains with our powerful minds. Truly, time is a powerful weapon to purge sorrow. But I have to say this man is an unspeakable blackguard with a ruthless heart. How can you treat a pitiful creature by saying ”Time will cure you.”(to be continued) TrackbacksThe trackback URL for this entry is: http://viellen.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!FE0825DB18E410B9!344.trak Weblogs that reference this entry
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