Sad prose expressing caring about someone

When you care about someone, you will like the feeling of being with him or her. Whether alone or with many people, you will be satisfied as long as he is there. The following is what I compiled. I hope you like our article.

Chapter 1: Actually I care about you

Dear God, today, I don’t know whether to hate or to be grateful for your omnipotent hands. Since you opened Pandora's Box, a virus has spread rapidly on the Internet like a plague. When I don't know how many people in the world are suffering from this, I wonder, does online dating also qualify to be called love?

When we are unable to prevent this epidemic from spreading online today, unfortunately, in reality, you and I are so easy to be infected, easy to accept, and easy to be addicted.

I stubbornly pulled down the curtains and refused the temptation of the neon lights outside the window. A person, sitting in front of the screen, clicked on the profile picture that made him feel heartbroken. He couldn't suppress his thoughts of longing for it. For some reason, his nose became sore, and two lines of tears flowed out of his face inexplicably. If there is still some true love in this virtual world, then online dating is really like a poison that will kill you if you take it too much. Although I know that it is extremely toxic, I still can't help but taste it. As a result, sad words have become a popular fashion on the Internet, and sad love songs have broken the hearts of many people...

To be sure, this is definitely a confusing world. Today, the development of high technology allows humans to climb the moon, but it still cannot build a bridge between this shore and the other shore to change the fate of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl.

It is undeniable that I also laughed at those crazy men and women who were addicted to online dating, and ridiculed their naivety. I once thought that in those virtual romances, online dating was just a matter of loneliness and boredom. Or a game of ambiguity played after dinner. It wasn't until one day, while casually wandering around the Internet, that I was accidentally infected with the virus, and stepped into this emotional quagmire without hesitation... Only then did I realize that online dating is a Once you take this poison, it will not only make you addicted and addicted, but also make you swallow a blood-sucking poisonous insect, biting your soul every day, making you unable to stop and in unspeakable pain. But it’s hard to express.

I don’t know why, fate would mock me and you like this. It made two doors that had been closed for a long time open their hearts in an inadvertent touch; and fate is like this. Cherish me and you, it makes two hearts that are already on the verge of despair create sparks of hope in the collisions with each other.

Hello, it’s really nice to meet you! Really, because I always think that meeting you is the most beautiful encounter in my life. Perhaps fate has already destined this to be a tragedy, but I am also glad that I am the protagonist of this tragedy, and I feel smug that the time I have known you is the happiest time in my life. Do you know? In the early days, it was you who soothed my wandering soul with your sunny smile and accompanied me out of those days without sunshine. Do you still remember? When I was wandering and lost, you always gave me considerate advice every night, like a spring breeze, slowly blowing green the withered branches of my heart. Do you know? During that time, I silently listened to your enlightenment, quietly appreciated your smile, and then slowly took you into my heart. Really, you were so ordinary back then, but I still fell in love with you inexplicably. It is true that I have not written many charming and infatuated words for you, and I am not very good at decorating our love and our dreams with gorgeous words. But I am convinced that I like you very much. Really, on the surface I sometimes feel lukewarm or unreasonable and ignore you, but I know that in my heart I care about you very much...

However, in the stumbling years that followed, we quarreled countless times, and after the countless vindictiveness, not only did we not have any estrangement between our hearts, but we fell in love even deeper. . Is it strange? Sometimes even I can’t figure it out. Maybe this is the magic of love, or the God of Love in return for my true love for you and me.

Therefore, no matter what the future outcome is, I will not regret this beautiful encounter with you.

The night of longing is long and lonely, so long that one forgets time, and so lonely that one loses oneself. Opening the curtains and gently pushing the shutters, a burst of moist air hit my face, a bit cold, and it rained at some point. Silently in front of the window, looking up, the sky was gloomy, the dark sky was vast and boundless. The slanting drizzle gently hits the tuberose on the windowsill. There is some wind in the air, gentle and soft, which only makes the branches and leaves of tuberose slightly sway. A wisp of fresh fragrance bursts into the nostrils, suddenly giving my heart a sense of fulfillment, and tender music echoes in every corner of the room. Listening to the song "Actually I Care About You" reminds me of you again. Staring out the window, the rain is dancing like an elf under the flickering street lights. Under the pink umbrella, I saw our shadows standing next to each other.

The mystery of love lies in the moment when the heart is touched and it becomes extremely brilliant. The connotation of love lies in the moment when the heart is taken care of and touches the whole life.

So, when the wind blows, please don’t go away...

Oh, my dearest love, do you know?

Actually, I care about you, really.

Chapter 2: I really care about you

It was another rainy night with falling leaves. I stood in front of the window, staring into the distance, silently listening to the sound of wind and rain.

The house was dark, and I sat quietly at the computer desk alone, typing out my thoughts about you. Maybe sometimes I thought too much, maybe I was really devoted, but I thought You feel really bitter and bitter. How many times have I tried to forget you, but it is really difficult for me to forget you. It is difficult for me to imagine how I live without you and how I can live.

Missing is really a mysterious thing. Whenever I want to forget you completely, I still can’t forget your beautiful figure, every smile of yours, and the memory of your hand every night. Give me the remaining warmth.

Loving or not loving is a kind of pain. If you love, you have to bear the missing of you, if you don’t love, you have to bear the heartache of memories. I really can't live without you. I don't think you can bear to abandon me, because you and I still love each other. You will definitely stay with me, accompany me to the ends of the world, count the stars with me, and walk with me on the paths we are familiar with. I really don’t want to be without you. Without you, it’s like flowers and grass without nectar. Without you, it’s like a ship without a lighthouse. You are the other half of my life. It’s really difficult for me to live without you.

I know that I hurt you very deeply, and it was because of me that I left a scar on your heart, leaving a heartache that cannot be erased. Without me, you might be different today. I was really stupid back then. I didn't know how to cherish you or love you. How many times did you give me hope and love, but I didn't leave you anything. As for love, I really care about you. Now I will cherish you, can you give me a chance?

The night is quiet, my heart aches, my dear, do you know that I am thinking of you every moment, not knowing you It's good there, but others can't replace you. I listened to that familiar song quietly. That song represented my mood at this moment. I was very lonely and desolate. Unknowingly, my eyes became blurry, and I saw the feeling of longing through those tears. Pain, seeing how helpless I am towards you makes my heart really hurt, do you know? I want to cry every time I think of you, but I don’t want to tell you, because I know your heart is also painful, so It is also a kind of helplessness for you, and your heart is also very painful. Maybe this is the taste of love. We fall in love with the person we shouldn’t love and hurt the heart we shouldn’t hurt. Is this fate or fate?

Do you still remember that summer night? We sat together on the playground, looked at the stars, chatted about our ideals, and talked about our wishes. That was happiness. But now I don’t have the courage to hold your hand, go to the streets we are familiar with, and look up at each other’s constellations. I really care about you. If there is an afterlife, I will make you happy and accompany you to the end of the world.

Chapter 3: I feel sorry for myself for caring too much.

I feel sorry for myself for caring too much. I feel sorry for him for not caring.

I am a Weibo addict.

When I see something good, I like to post it on the Internet. When I see something delicious, I also like to upload it. When I am in a good mood, I prefer to post my happiness. Everything I say and write in QQ space is mine. I am happy, but I am very unhappy with him.

Everyone in love is a fool, so what are the habits after love? I feel sorry for myself but can’t tell him the pain in my heart. The depression makes me anesthetized, and many times I want to I want to be a deserter, but my personality shows that I can't do it, and my many attempts have made me despair. As time goes by, love gradually penetrates, making me care about you more and more.

The wind is gentle and the clouds are calm, one is sad and the other is happy, and I have long forgotten what missing is.

In the blink of an eye, I have already realized what heartache is.

He didn’t want to keep it in his mind, but it was deeply imprinted in his heart. How many missed days and nights, only loneliness was with me. I said to myself, if you love, then love well. If you don't love it, then turn around and walk away. Naive people will make everything become reality, keep this beautiful dream, and go on slowly.

How nice it would be if some people had said something and then forgotten it;

How nice it would be if some people pulled away as they did, and the memory also pulled away;

It would be great if some people said that if it doesn’t change, it won’t change;

But these are just what-ifs.