Passerby

In my world, you don't care; in your world, I'm expelled. I really like you. Close my eyes, thinking I can forget, but the tears that flow down don't deceive myself. You still occupy all the memories in my heart, but I have already become a passerby in your heart. Suddenly, I think of someone, with a burst of silly laughter, and then, a burst of loss. However, many people who you thought would never betray you took advantage of your thought.

There are always some people who were originally just passers-by in life, but later became