Dreams that have not been realized in time are like kites with broken strings, disappearing into the vast sky. I thought the days would be long, but when I turned around, I was gone, and those unsaid words became an eternal secret. When I think about the hobbies I gave up for the sake of life, my heart is full of sadness, and I can never find my original love again. The gratitude that I didn't have time to express has accumulated over the years and turned into guilt in my heart. The train of youth whizzed past. I tried my best to catch up, but I still missed the train leading to my dream.
My family members who did not have time to accompany me grew older slowly over time, but I missed too much of their lives. I thought it was a short separation, but I didn't expect it to be a lifelong separation. The memories are full of regrets. The trees they planted together have flourished, but the people who planted them have long since separated. The party that they didn't have time to attend became a turning point in their friendship, and everyone drifted apart from then on. Those unresolved misunderstandings are like a gap between each other, which can no longer be crossed.
The missed flowering period will bloom again next year, but it will no longer be the one in memory. The time when I didn't have time to love myself properly became an irreparable regret in my life. When you say "it's okay", you are actually waiting for the sentence "I know something is wrong with you". This kind of grievance hidden in "it's okay" will eventually turn into regret. I went through my address book to find someone to talk to, but in the end I only sent a message to Moments and then deleted it. This kind of loneliness and entanglement has become a wrinkle of the years. Even though I was feeling very worried, I had to smile and say "everything is fine" in front of my family. This kind of pretending to be relaxed eventually became a gap of silence.
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