Memory from bottom of heart

Saw these short passage from a song description in youtube:


We are friends from far away.
When we talk we always have something to say.
Our lives so different yet the same.
Every night we play the game.
We talk of families and about our day.
I always wonder if there's more to say.
Could it have been different for you and I?
Or was fate decided before we could have tried?
For now we play our parts, that's all that's left;
Never knowing if our hearts would have met.
Two people from far away, always asking, "How was your day?"

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Although we didn't play game together, but most of the time we spent together.
Although you rarely talk about your story, but I know you want to kept it secretly.
That why we pretend don't know. We respect your choice.
But still, I can't agree with the last sentence even more.
Never know that by just asking "How was your day?" can be so tough now.
We are far away, from the bottom of the heart. I knew it. And you meant it.

Diary 6

[题外话]
最近迷上了各种香味，也购买了一系列自己喜爱的香味产品。
甜腻果香的香水，清新味道的沐浴乳，淡谈香味的头发营养水...

出门前，让自己喷洒一点自己喜欢的香味，整个心情都好起来了!

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因为新的沐浴乳算是比较滋润， 所以最近也没搽什么乳液。
但是两个星期下来，很明显的看到自己肌肤上的纹理......
啊!!!干燥的证明!
再加上本身些许轻微的敏感肤质，
导致干燥的地方不只干，触感也很粗燥。
女孩子果然不能懒惰，只能勤保养了，唉。