What girls write to boys after a breakup

I think I did it. It’s time to hide the stories about you and me! Below are the words that I collected and organized for you from girls to boys after a breakup. I hope you like it. !

Selected words that girls write to boys after a breakup:

1) You were not here when I cried. Do you know how much I want to hold you?

2) When I have nightmares, you are not here. Do you know how much I miss you holding me?

3) When I am in a bad mood, you are not here. Do you know how much I want you to comfort me?

4) The remains of the setting sun are scattered in the passing years, lingering into a tragic song that lasts forever.

5) Even if you hate me, it doesn’t matter if you hate me, but please be happy and don’t hurt yourself because of me

6) If making a wish before blowing out the candles can come true, So can you still like me as a birthday gift?

7) I don’t really like listening to songs, but the lyrics are what I want to say to you.

8) I will take every word you say seriously. It’s not that I’m too naive; it’s that I’m really serious about you.

9) Even if it’s easy to get together and part ways, regard the past happiness as a kind of memory

10) There is a kind of love called no fate, it’s not that you don’t love but that you have no fate, and there are also A kind of love is called fulfillment! Go and fulfill others and fulfill yourself

A complete collection of words that girls write to boys after a breakup:

1) Don’t always cut me and then come to wipe me. I can't bear the blood dressing.

2) Can you love me well and don’t always look like you don’t care.

3) I can’t think of an excuse to save myself, and I can’t find a reason to stay.

4) When love is a thing of the past, I will remember that I loved you.

5) Why don’t you keep your words? Why can’t I find you?

6) I can only blame myself for being too serious. Treat the happiness you give as the only one.

7) The writing has stopped, the love has stopped, the night is deep, sleep peacefully for the time being, and wait for the first sun of tomorrow. Follow your heart and understand your meaning, just like wandering, it is also a pleasure, do it and cherish it!

8) The footprints of the years may be deep or shallow, and the waters of the passing years pass through my boat. A leisurely paddle of happiness, a faint sail. See you at the next stop in life.

9) I don’t understand what love is at all, and what qualifications do I have to say love? I don’t understand what I need, and I don’t understand what is right and wrong, so I always I regret it, always suffering from the decisions I have made. I know it is my fault.

10) I fled in a hurry under the hustle and bustle of the city. For just a quarter of an hour, I felt like the world was out of control. I couldn't find a corner where I could hide the sadness in my heart. It felt like I was back to the night I just broke up, walking alone in the rain, confused, fearful, and sad at the same time, making it difficult to even breathe.

11) The waiting is so long, pale and powerless, the gloom and loneliness of the mood become bleak in the process of bearing it, and the initial joy and hope are gone, because after any gorgeous turn, They are all destined to be a speechless world. Let things change and stars move, but there is no vitality. In fact, it's not that sad, just a little lonely.

12) People who understand me don’t need to explain. If you don't understand me, why bother explaining.

13) There are many things in life that are so heavy and sad that they cannot be described.

14) It seems that I haven’t felt like this for a long time, as if the fallen leaves in autumn can only float endlessly to the ground, rot into mud, be ruthlessly trampled and ravaged, and then eroded miserably by the rain.

15) As tenacious as a narcissus, yet so fragile in the face of loneliness.

16) Some material desires oppress us, making us struggle in the torrent of material. We are afraid that we will not get what we hope for, so our hearts are often filled with inexplicable panic and depression until it aches.

17) The flowers are still blooming in June, wandering in the lush years. Stopping and gazing, how many people are accompanying you in silence? How many random encounters have happened? How many times have you had a happy conversation? How many times have you been relatively speechless?

18) I envy the person who can neither conquer the country nor the city. The red wolf is the red wolf, but the gray wolf loves him wholeheartedly.

19) Thinking about the oaths I made, the people I love, the tears that have settled, the virtual oaths side by side, the people I love, the passing wind, are already a thing of the past, what oaths and promises, what last forever All that is lost is the lies that one has deceived oneself.

20) The lonely snow is still there, and the seven thousand silver frosts fall to the ground. This kind of scene is suitable for literati, lonely and at ease. I am willing to stand quietly next to a tree, waiting for the snow to fall, looking at each other from the sky, one looking at the mortal world and the other the old dust. I am willing to look up quietly to find a snowflake and watch it fall until it melts, one moment close to me and the other moment to the end of the world. I am willing to open my eyes and close my eyes quietly and feel the dialogue of snow. When I open my eyes and the snow falls, I close my eyes and the snow stops. In this way, one thought is peace of mind, one thought is monologue, one thought is nostalgia, and one thought is dialogue.

21) Silliness is my specialty, and insanity is my ideal. When stupidity and insanity are intertwined, it is the most beautiful paradise in my dream! Don’t laugh at me, I am just so infatuated, I I will love you stupidly and crazily until I grow old!

22) A wisp of light sadness, sorrow and hatred continue, the soul will fly for thousands of years to find her, unable to wake up, and the longing person is haggard , listening to thousands of tears in the middle of the night... After years, the dream returns to the edge of the winding water, the smoke and waves are broken, people are drunk, the world is full of tears, and the wind passes with a dark crispness. She has exhausted all her elegance and lost her face in loneliness. Whose longing has been shattered? Dressed in neon clothes, caressing the cold light of the moon, crossing the barriers of thousands of rivers and mountains, just for a brief lingering.

23) Turning over the pages of time, every scene is nourishing the fragrance of flowers and warmth, spreading bit by bit on the fingertips. In the feelings of words, thank you for interpreting every word of mine with your heart. , my world, you have been here, and I am already full of joy. In the spring of March, I listened to the sound of flowers blooming, and the years passed with a smile.

　24) The wind chimes of memory sounded the rhythm of the past in the breeze of the passing years, but at this moment it was a monologue with the moon and a helpless meeting with the wind. When I opened the palm of my memory, I saw another person who belonged to me. In this world, time has left an indispensable seat for me. It is a pure land that only belongs to me.

25) What you have given me will eventually be given to others without reservation, don’t deny it.

26) Spending my entire youth loving you is the most luxurious thing I have ever done.

27) I stand at the top of the world and look at the world. It turns out that our fate is so small, in fact, it may not be there, but I will hold on to my life and will not let it be lost.

28) In the world of mortals, a piece of rhymeless poetry picks up pieces of desolate sad past among the fragrant flowers. A small bridge is still a small bridge; falling flowers are still falling flowers; parting on a stranger's road, how many people? How many feelings? With the passage of time, like water? Now, across the water and the end of the world, it is repeating itself, it is true, it is not real; the dream is not a dream; I am not Me; you are not you!

29) Loving someone is very hard, thinking about someone is very tiring, waiting for someone is silly, why do I But I can't refuse this kind of lovesickness? Why am I so willing and have no regrets? Why am I still so obsessed with it? An unfinished or unfinished love story may be destined to be a shortcoming.

30) I changed myself for you, which is a miracle to me. However, after the miracle, I found that it was a kind of continuous helplessness. I only belong to my world, and my world never gives me any room to change. When I am very determined to change a lot of myself, it is destined to be hurt. I was so worried about your sudden lack of news these days, but since there is still no news from you after many days, it means that you have forgotten me and left me. But you have not said goodbye or cherished me. I can't miss you anymore. . Only then did I realize that you are such a heartless and righteous person, but suddenly I found myself very useless.

　31) Every day, my thoughts and memories stay in the memories of when we met, replaying this familiar face, it seems that it has never left me, but, Obviously, I no longer love you, and neither do you. You have left me long ago, haven’t you?

32) Don’t bother me, that’s my last mercy

33) I have no words to complain, this life is so miserable, we are destined to never meet each other in the coldness, but we can only say goodbye like this, the sigh of falling pear blossoms and the moon turning to the west!

34) Thinking of him in my heart All looks and feel sweet. His one second response can nourish you for a century.

35) The process follows the fallen leaves in the wind, floating in the air until it falls to the ground; the ending becomes nameless in the fog, and the direction cannot be found.

36) Those you love, those you don’t love. All the while saying goodbye.

37) It’s raining tonight. I’m walking alone on the street. The continuous drizzle hits me in pain. The slightest chill makes me unable to forget the pain in my heart. Day and night are intertwined. It's like three autumns, the lights are dim and the night is quiet. My steps are like ants walking. The ever-changing stories are still happening in every corner. We gather and disperse in an instant. Only then do I frown and come back to my heart.

38) Looking up at the sky, the sky is still the same The same sky. . . However, this is a sky that everyone lives differently! I don’t know what other people feel when they look up at the sky. I, just feel, very tired. . .

39) So no matter how you treat me, I have nothing to say

40) Love is an illusion that is easily doubted. Once it is seen through, it will automatically disappear.