One of the longest things I've been doing for a short time is that I like ZPF. I like him. I like him very much. Like to make him the master of my happiness and worry almost a whole high school period. It was strange that he did not feel anything special when he first saw him. He had a little black skin in the summer, and the clothes were not good. But, of course, some things happen unawares. It was a very ordinary summer afternoon, boring gym class, and I was talking to the people next to me about music and suddenly he turned to me and asked me which song I liked best. I don't think, like you. He repeats it carefully, like you. For a brief moment, I knew that something was going to happen. Then he gushed about everything about Beyond, but I could only see his mouth shut and everything was fine.
Every morning after that, he was excited to see him again, but sometimes he was upset because he couldn't get closer to him. Until one day the dormitory friend with him when she told me that he has a favorite girl took my friends go to play badminton, kill the ball tired assiduously with a fool, then slowly convinced myself no longer bother him. Because I know, even if I can see he read a book, chat with him he likes to Nirvana, Bon jovi, guns, listened and Beyond all of the songs, I couldn't change the fact that he had put the girl in the in the mind.
But soon he was brokenhearted and the girl dumped him. During that time, he often stayed up late and drank, often with stomachache. I knew how much I liked him and how much he liked the girl. I could talk to him late into the night because he was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night because of a good night at three o 'clock in the morning. So proud that he could put down his pride for the girl and get back together. And then, finally, they were together again!
Fortunately, I will graduate soon, I have a photo with him, but I did not save it. I told him, "I have someone I like. I don't like you anymore." He smiled and wished me happiness. After the college entrance examination, he went to Beijing. The lucky girl went to shandong and heard from friends that they were happy. So what's not good?
Actually, after listening to Beyong, I found that the most touching thing is not "like you" but "the earth" and "goodbye ideal". I no longer insist on a lot of things, and now I don't even think about killpop. On the contrary, I have found a lot of beautiful popular love songs. And no longer refuse the next person's appearance, although it is possible that the person he likes will still have his shadow. But now I'm not happy about his occasional ripeness. There are things I don't want to do anymore.
Coincidentally, when I finished writing this, the headphones were "like you". But what does it matter? Be careful to tell the past. Goodbye, my high school boy! You have never been my armor and will never be my Achilles' heel. This time, I really no longer insist!
