Lost

In the short span of 2 months, I lost 2 persons I loved most.

I have learned that this world isn’t as rosy as I thought it was.
Every man for himself.
Nobody would like to listen to your sob story…
They only like to be around the cheerful, happy you.

I will be strong. I need to protect myself.
I have to. I need to.

为什么...

为什么走在人群中，我还是觉得一个人？

Missing you...

Whenever I feel happy,
I want to share it with you.
Whenever I feel sad,
I want to hear your voice.
Whenever I feel lousy,
I just want to hug you.

Will I ever see you again~?