I have a husband.
In the summer of 2010, I was 19 and he was 21.
We met on the college campus.
It has been fifteen years since we fell in love when we were young to stay together and start a family.
He has always been silent and forbearing, keeping all the wind and rain out of my sight.
But in misunderstandings and quarrels one after another, I lost the person who loved me most.
In 2025, he completely left me.
Later, I gradually understood that the tenderness and hardships that I had ignored,
It was all because of his sincerity that he would risk his life to protect me.
"If I could go back to the time when I was 19, I would rather never have known you. Then you would not stop for me, you would not bear all the wind and rain for me, and you would not push yourself to the point of desperation to protect me. You should be safe and smooth, without any worries. Live this life carefree. It was me who dragged you into the abyss. It was I who ruined your supposedly bright life. I exchanged a lifetime of misunderstandings for your misery. If there is an afterlife, don't meet me again. Never meet me again..."
Purpose: This article starts from a young encounter in the midsummer of 2010. It tells the story of a pair of lovers who have been together for fifteen years from childhood, and finally lost each other amidst misunderstandings, silence and misses. It is intended to tell readers: The most painful thing about love is not parting, but the understanding after hindsight. It takes a lifetime of regrets to realize that the person has tried his best to love and protect you. Cherish the people in front of you, don't let deep love be seen only after losing it.