I want to love your lyrics like a joke.

Loving you like a joke is a game that can't be won from the beginning. Why do I still stubbornly play with you? All the rules of the game were made by you and fair competition, but you didn't write them in. For the next step, I am trying to pursue this autumn. I'm destined to fall hard. I dug a grave and buried myself, and even became your love toy. You lost. I totally lost. I failed to turn over and win the game. I'm too serious. You deserve it. I ignored all the discouragement before I realized that once the game was over, I couldn't start again. The only consolation is God's arrangement. Winning or losing is not important to me. The poison you gave me made me despair, but it was your disdainful smile. I will start trying to forget you. Sometimes love is like a cold, because you are really different from others, otherwise I wouldn't be so sad, but I love it too much to let go. How can I be as stubborn as before? My ego is too selfish or selfish. I only know how to live in a quiet world and don't want outsiders to interfere. I have experienced countless things and have no hope for anything. I seem to have forgotten my heartbeat and have no special hobbies. It's just that my ordinary life doesn't smell special. Until one day I met you, I gradually learned to be surrounded by the outside world. But that day, I saw the word break up, my heart was broken, and I completely fell to the bottom. At that time, I wanted to give up everything to keep you, but you have already begun to be silent to me. I don't know what made you so determined to give up our relationship so easily. This relationship is something you love deeply and he can't forget. I understand. I played a supporting role for nothing. I will start trying to forget you. Sometimes love is like a cold, because you are really different from others, otherwise I wouldn't be so sad, but I love it too much to let go. what can I do? Why don't you stubbornly open the information you wrote me? Before I looked at you, the photos you left still hurt in your chest, but I couldn't understand your tenderness. After you left me, I learned to hide that I was drunk and burned several cigarette scars on my wrist. It once again pulled you into my memories, memories and dreams. What do I want to say to you, write down what I want to write to you, and what kind of stationery do you use? Tears of despair scarred me. Our love is gone. How can we save that love? I saw your back disappear from my eyes, and the rain blurred my vision. Goodbye and never see again. I have been pining for you. This is my crime. Love can't make me care. I will start trying to forget you. Sometimes love is like a cold because you are really different from others, otherwise I wouldn't be so sad, but I love it stubbornly.