Silent night

Sleepless night…
Who ask me to take a long “nap”…
Start thinking again…
The more I think, the longer I can’t fall asleep…
Told myself that it should be the ever last time to think about it…
Cried for the first and the last time…
Cry means what? I’m weak? Not strong enough to face it?
But I realized that even if wanna cry also hard…
It’s past… No matter how… It is in the past already…
Treat it as a lesson… treat it as a memory…
Meaningless to cry over something that is impossible…