Long nights, wet pillows with tears, hearts to talk to whom.
In the gray night, in the gray room, only tears accompanied me.
Tears rushed out of the eye sockets and dripped across the cheeks and dripped on the pillow to make a ticking sound. Is this tear also leaving me?
I looked up at the ceiling, and the tears still couldn't stop flowing...
Tears and snot flowed down the cheeks together and converged on the chin, and it was impossible to tell whether it was tears or snot. In the darkness, I didn't make a sound, just my nose was a little out of breath, just a little bit of my breathing was not smooth.
How could I be so stupid, even crying was silent, tears flowing through my cheeks were hot, tears flowing through my mouth were salty.
How did a good life come to be like this? I hate myself like this. I don't blame anyone, I only blame myself, how come I don't know how to be nicer to myself? I wanted to slap myself in the face, but I just shed tears.
The heavens and the earth are big, where should I go? The world is big, where should I go?
In this gray night, I could not shed tears, my eyes hurt a little, my eyes were a little swollen, and I knew that this was the punishment of my eyes for shedding tears.
In this gray night, I embraced myself.
Close her eyes and let them rest for a while, she's tired too. Otherwise, I was really blind that day, and what will I do when the time comes to see you?
Embrace yourself with open hands! Time to rest!
It will be daylight! Tomorrow is another day.
Don't be afraid, it's just a sad day, it will be fine!
Seriously, the eyes really hurt, so hot, so swollen. Who lets themselves shed tears willfully? This is the punishment for impulse!