习惯等待

　　习惯等待

　　我不知道，这样我还要等多久才能看到一个答案；我不知道，如此我还能坚持的等待多久去等一个结 果？思念，很无力，那是因为我看不到思念的结果。也许，思念不需结果，它只是证明在心里有个人曾存在过。是不是能给思念一份证书，证明曾经它曾存在过？

　　似乎习惯了等待，单纯的以为等待就会到来。但却在等待中错过了，那些可以幸福的幸福。在失去时后悔，为什么没有抓住。其实等待本身就是一种可笑的错误。明知道等待着一份不知能否到来的幸福

　　在一段时间我喜欢一段音乐，听一段音乐我怀念一段时光。坐在一段时光里怀念另一段时光的掌纹。那时听着那歌会是怎样的心情？那时的我们是否相遇？是相遇还是错过?还是，没有结局的邂逅?

　　走着走着，就散了，回忆都淡了；看着看着，就累了，星光也暗了；听着听着，就醒了，开始埋怨了；回头发现，你不见了，突然我乱了。

　　我的世界太过安静，静得可以听见自己心跳的声音。心房的血液慢慢流回心室，如此这般的轮回。聪明的人，喜欢猜心，也许猜对了别人的心，却也失去了自己的。傻气的人，喜欢给心，也许会被人骗，却未必能得到别人的。你以为我刀枪不入，我以为你百毒不侵。

　　I don’t know how much longer I can wait to see an answer; I don’t know how much longer I can wait to see an answer? Missing， very weak， that is because I can not see the result of missing. Perhaps， missing does not need the result， it just proves in the heart has a person once existed. Is it possible to miss a certificate, proof that it has ever existed? Seems to be used to waiting, simply think waiting will come. But I missed out on all the happiness that could have been. Regret in the loss, why not seize. In fact, the wait itself is a ridiculous mistake. Knowing that waiting for a happiness I do not know can come, in a period of time I like a piece of music, listening to a piece of music I miss a period of time. Sitting in a time of nostalgia for another time of palmprint. What was it like to listen to that song? Did we meet then? Meet or Miss? Or, like, a one-way Street? Walking, scattered, memories are faded; looked at, tired, stars are also dark; listen to listen, wake up, began to complain; turned around to find that you are missing, suddenly I confused. My world is so quiet that I can hear my heart beating. The blood from the Atrium slowly flows back into the ventricle, and so on and so forth. Smart people, like to guess, maybe guess the heart of others, but also lost their own. Silly person, like to give heart, may be cheated, but not necessarily can get others. You thought I was bulletproof. I thought you were bulletproof.