Fall in love with a person is a habit
He used to look like when angry
He used to smile, or even unknowingly
You used to smile his way
With his gentle manner, you rely on each other
The habit of relying on such a sweet
Fixed every day
There is no agreement in the habit every day of the convention
And breaking up with you one day
You sad, sad, pain, give up
Since you are still dependent on the kind of habit or
But you have to give up, customary rights
Habits you no longer have the right to his care, gentle, mischievous and smiling
So you have a new habit
Think you got used to him, tears in memory of the memory of the past
Used to start every day you will no longer have him sleep gentle words
You got used to standing on the window before sunset every day watching the sunset in silence
You start the habit
Until one day, so busy that you forget that these habits
You are no longer accustomed to tears
No longer used to stare blankly into the sunset
Suddenly found that you only think of him a long, long time no gentle
Sometimes you forget that he looks
Touch fuzzy paste
You only remember him as a bright smile
But have the paste are fuzzy feeling
At that time, eventually coming to love more beautiful, no longer have regrets
Afraid to lose our love
May be only afraid of losing the habit of a sweet person
Perhaps another angle
We are not really lost their Mulberry Purse habit
But not those who try to customary habits of life
This is a habit
