and it was just my luck i saw this now, when my brother has already painted over the words on my bed, and i've thrown/returned almost everything.
your handwriting threw me off guard, this night that i'm home alone.
没想到，都过了一年半了，还是忘不了。 一个人的难过，几时才会停止，我很想知道。至少我能相信人家口中那句 "everything's gonna be alright"