Life, obsessed with it. Hate, you can't get it. Resentment cannot be repaid. Only death can end... This is love
A person who longs for love, no matter how much love he has, can't fill his heart, maybe it's not fate that plays a trick on him, but that he doesn't know how to be satisfied.
There is such a person around you who has no regrets and takes care of you at all times without asking for anything in return. Someone once asked this person, if you are so good to him, do you want nothing else?
This person said: He wants too much, and I have too much, which just complements each other.
There were so many people around him, but the one who remained until the end was always the one who wanted nothing more...
"If one day I can't give him anything, my life will be over..."