Feelings of loss

the wind, the last one leaves, I feel as the leaves decreased. Landscape remains the same, the street remains the same, people still , the difference is , once the mood has changed , so full of hurt like cone. It turned out kind of mood, than the loss of a precious object even more pain Nannai . Silence does not mean my back , calm is the best medicine , waiting is the only option. Wait for the process is beautiful, like a quiet flower, waiting for a people who know how to appreciate it . Waiting is an expectation is also a destruction , but also a sad indifference . Each waiting for the day, I will clearly feel the passage of time , the appearance of change, and the helpless regret , as a not withstand scrutiny should not waste too much time commitment . How weeds in full bloom , and only low-cost flavor ; indulgence how warm and close only pass