If longing had a voice, I’m afraid it would be deafening to you.

Mayday’s song says, “If you miss me, there will be a sound, but if you don’t want it, it will be a sad cry.”

There is such a girl around me. She met her boyfriend in the first year of high school. They fell in love and have now passed the seven-year itch. They are about to enter a happy marriage. Their friends are full of blessings for them. Speaking of their most difficult time, it must be the college entrance examination period. In the same year, the boys chose to repeat the college entrance examination because their grades were not satisfactory, while the girl applied for a normal university. She said that she misses him like a flood every day. The best thing I insisted on during my freshman year was to miss him. At that time, every day was divided into time when you could make phone calls and time when you couldn't make phone calls.

I can’t tell my friends how I miss you, and it seems difficult to find a precise word to express it. Only I can understand the sadness of wet pillows while listening to music late at night. For the young lovers in their student days, the college entrance examination was a challenge, and long-distance relationships were even more torturous. They survived, beat the long-distance relationship marathon, and turned their burning longing into meeting each other. Meeting him at the most beautiful age, falling in love with him, then waiting for him and having him, this life is enough.

When you miss someone, you want to prepare a pair of chopsticks for him when eating, you unconsciously look for the position of the double seat when taking the bus, and when you see an interesting Weibo, you want to like him a hundred times... Missing always grows like weeds in my heart. Every breath, every look from a distance, every time I lower my head will make my miss deeper, like a shackle in my heart. The more you struggle, the more imprisoned it becomes.

It is better to miss each other than to meet each other, but to miss each other is not to meet. There is no shortcut to happiness, it can only be managed with sincerity. Not everyone can endure the pain and suffering of missing someone, but after walking out of that thorny land, there are flowers everywhere in front of them.

That was when I was in college and lived in a dormitory. Every night when I pass by the corridor, I see girls squatting in the corner and talking on the phone from time to time. Their faces may be filled with the shy look of being in love, or they may be smiling and cheerful, or they may have their eyes downcast, looking gloomy, hiding secretly. Tears are about to burst from my eyes. I think only two people understand this kind of longing. Others can see it in their eyes, but they can't understand it in their hearts.

Missing someone and acting cute are all signs of loving you. Going to see you is my biggest wish. I really want to eat with you, walk with you, and travel with you. It seems that wherever you are, there is light, the kind of light that makes me happy.

If you miss the sound, I’m afraid it’s already deafening. The sound was so rumbling that my head was about to explode. I covered my ears hard, but I forgot that the sound originally came from the heart...

Created on 2017/05/23

I know you never left so I will always wait