The girl in memory
There is a girl in my memory.Maybe every man has one.
She refused me the year before.Even now,I still can’t draw myself from depression and heart-break,not mention those teers and non-sleep nights.
No matter how different I have found her from my imagination,I may be in love with her.She has been my princess for ages,maybe will still be. She is just too pure ,innocent,lovely to let me forget.Her sadness can make me very bad.I can be willing to do almost everything that can make her happy.
But now,I cool down and begin to examine it.I am just too young to handle it.She is just not that perfect.I should put her in proper position in my mind,maybe just a special friend.Furthermore,I know we can’t be happy if we are together with each other.Too many years apart,we respectively have our own styles of life.Maybe we can’t even exchange too much.
Better take it as a story of beauty,and her a person of my imagination.She can be somebody that is not in my reality life,but can be in my imagination land.I can turn to her when I feel hurt or lonelyness.