烟雾在我的指间那样的孤单。
                                                               我的生命中似乎缺少了什么``
                                                                心里空空的。
                                                                或许少的只是那个笑容，那个眼神，
                                                                又或者是那个熟悉又陌生的声音。
                                                                我知道我是没有资格和权利难过的
                                                                可是泛红的眼睛却早已在抗议。
                                                                我深深的吸了一口烟``
                                                                连同他的名字`他的微笑`他手心的温度
                                                                一起吸到肺里离心脏最近的地方
                                                                抬起头
                                                                我又看到那张笑起来有酒窝的可爱模样
                                                                伸出手去```
                                                               摸到的只有冰冷的空气``
                                                                我的小屋不大``却很温馨。
                                                                为什么此时弥漫着浓郁的忧伤``
                                                                漫长的夜里``
                                                                陪伴我的只有那首《温柔》
                                                               “````````不知道不明了不想要为什么`
                                                                我的心``明明是想靠近``却孤单到黎明`