my life is lack of you, will be nothing.

I have tried to stop look at the wechat, try to stop the memory. I watch TV to make myself forget what you said. I told myself that was a dream. But, I can't help... Even there are the heartless by you, I bear. I learn to let myself move on. But i find my life is lack of you, will be nothing. Suddenly I think i just want to draw pictures.