If We Meet Him Here Again, What Will We Call Each Other?

- Knowing that it was just a love past, a train stopped at a station, it was time for the train to roll away, but why were those three words throbbing?
One gloomy winter afternoon, the slightly cold old street lay silently listening to the sound of falling leaves, I clasped my icy hand and thought, “If we meet him here, what will we call each other? "...
Used to be all in each other, used to think that it would be impossible to leave but broken conditions, broken love, had to step on two separate ways; Meet and call each other with three words "person - love - old" dry, unintentional. Suddenly feel pain, call each other whatever, but meet again, do not call each other people - love - old

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It is not that the heart still loves, still loves, and remembers to make such possible assumptions, because life is busy, the city is cramped; Meeting again is unpredictable People now grabbing another hand, not me anymore, accidentally bumped into each other on the street; Maybe people will call me ex? Yes, knowing that it was just a love past, a train stopped at a station, it was time for the train to roll away but why are those three words so heartbreaking?
End of a love affair, the farewell was said, all is over; Recalling each other is just reminding to remember a time of love, not to love more.




It is said that those who have loved each other, have come to each other's life, once considered each other are all just like two heart pieces that fit at a certain time, but at another time it was is no longer suitable. So to leave, is to let go.
The moment of letting go of each other, the moment it is nothing more, is also the time to put another relationship for the other: the stranger, the stranger, the old one or the ex ...
Whatever it is, but don't be old. Although you are out of love, do not let time overlap the oblivion of each other Because forgetting seems like there will be no trace of people all the way later.



Honestly, no one wants that. Think of each other as the sweetest and mellowest things ever, at least in the past. Can you put both only one incomplete circle in each other?
Lips pop up in three words - love - old when accidentally bumping into each other or telling someone about the other is also when I myself are conjuring countless old things, countless memories about each other. That hurts and hurts
After breaking up, whether to encapsulate what was far away, what belonged to the old days, do not force to open it up by walking through each other in the most peaceful way.
If later on, on a busy street, everyone hurriedly walked past each other, if he and I met again, I hope that the three words-lover-old don't pop out of anyone's lips ...
Blue morning.

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