parting

A place changed for a place, some friends changed some friends, tired and awkward, and some panic. Knowing what you want, you can clearly understand that it is just "luxury." Some are bleak and more sentimental. This generation will have to keep parting, keep hurting? From the sad departure to the current numbness, it seems that I am adapting too fast, and I am cruel. Helpless, can only helpless. If you want to go to the city, how many days later I will start to feel sad for it, and it will be more numb. I know -- it’s fast. I am already used to saying goodbye, used to see parting, used to every sadness, maybe I am not sad, because I am used to habits. Look here, I will soon forget, and soon I will invest in a new environment. Yes, it is such cruelty, I forgot, forget that I am used to cruelty, forget that I must be so cruel. I have to adapt to this, I have to get used to parting, and more sadly I have to learn to survive like this. I am hesitating, I want to say goodbye to you here? Will you "goodbye"? The "goodbye" becomes hypocritical and meaningless. Can you say something else besides saying goodbye? "It’s ridiculous to be without me." This seems even more ridiculous. No one in the world is still alive and well, not to mention such a trivial me. "If you want me, I will miss you." This sentence will make you feel pitiful and expose your own despicableness. Who would miss you? Everyone is used to this difference. Isn’t it? I will forget how to behave in a despicable way to ask others to miss you. I will miss everyone, I want to think about it, but I don't know where to start thinking about it, forget that I don't know how to miss it. I remember that I had been insomnia because I had to leave a place. I sighed and shed tears when the train started. Now I have to leave a place and find that I can't do anything. I shed tears. I don't know why it flowed because of parting? Because I can't bear it? Or is it because of such a sad self? Maybe just a false expression of something? Maybe just a boring tear? Because I can't do anything except tears. A ridiculous tear without any reason. I have to go, I will continue to do this. What can I do? All I can do is watch the smirk of these messy words. Laugh at such a helpless, sad self. Smiling and watching the farewell again and again. This moment, my mind has once again appeared "goodbye." When can I say goodbye to parting? When can I shout: Goodbye - parting!

parting

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