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我们之间的开始仅仅只是个闹剧。 The beginning between us was just a farce. 后来你和她笑着从我身边路过你再没看过我一眼。 Then you and her passed by me with a smile, you never looked at me again. 当初是你追的我，现在是你放的手。 You chased me back then, now you let go. 慢慢的才知道，太在乎别人了往往会伤害自己。 I learned slowly that caring too much about others will often hurt myself. 我再也没有力气像喜欢你那样喜欢别人了。 I no longer have the strength to like others as much as I like you. 最想的是你 最不想打扰的却也是你。 What I want most is you, but it is also you that I don't want to disturb. 悄悄等你很久。你没来，我却习惯了等待。 Waiting for you quietly for a long time. You didn't come, but I was used to waiting. 不是时间走快了，是我们离结局太近了。 It's not that time is running fast, but we are too close to the ending. 不属于自己的, 又何必拼了命的去在乎呢。 If you don't belong to you, why bother desperately. 好像再怎么热情似火也不是当初的我。 It seems that no matter how passionate I am, I am not the same as me. 或许以后我会去抱别人但不会抱的那么紧了。 Maybe in the future I will hug others but I won't hug so tightly. 故事不够的人说故事的人却总掉眼泪。 Those who don’t have enough stories, those who tell stories always shed tears. |
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