"It takes fate for two people to meet. Two people who are destined to meet will meet no matter how far apart they are or how far they travel. When I meet you, I have come a long way. If one day you no longer love me, then I will disappear on my own."
If what you see in your eyes is not me, then am I just a substitute by your side?
Let you see her when you miss her, and make you feel like she is still by your side when you are sad, in order to comfort your heart that is only open to her?
No one can blame me. You can only blame me for having a face that makes you miss me like this. You can only blame me for knowing that you only love this face, but you still couldn't help yourself and gave your heart to you.
If I had known that such a day would come, I would never have been close to you, and in the end I would have let you prick me full of holes. It's not that you no longer love me today, it's that you have never loved me before.
Her face was as pale as paper, and her eyes had long lost the sparkle of the past: "I said to myself, the sand that I can't hold will just fly away, but when I opened my hand, I found that the palm of my hand was already covered with sand, and my hand hurt."