That day, my heart ached when I saw you nestled on that man's shoulder. I thought that letting you find happiness was the greatest love for you, but every time I see you running home with red eyes and crying under the quilt, I wonder if this decision is right. If I work hard, if you fall in love with me, will we be happy? I'm not sure you can give a definite answer, but I will! Really, you will be very happy!
Maybe life is like this, with joy, sorrow, anger, sorrow, snatching, giving up, hard work, and protection! My love for you can only be absorbed by you in a world invisible to people.