I thought I would never have a lover in this life, but I never thought I would meet you after ten years. I once thought that if I really wanted to get married, I would be lucky if I had a twilight love affair.
I see that the relationships of people around me last for more than five years, and eventually end in breakup, with lovers changing one after another. Who would have thought that it would be great for two people who have been single for more than ten years to meet each other.
I spent the first thirty years working hard for my ideals. I kept working hard and forgot what love was. All I could think about was scumbag men and scumbag women.
At the age of thirty, I began to break away from my original pursuits. Maybe I met you. It had nothing to do with society, money, or status. I just met you as a person and wanted to love you. Maybe after years of social experience, love has become a scarce resource. I happened to meet you at the right time and place.
A bosom friend is hard to find, but a bosom friend is also a lover. From now on, I just want to love, and love well.
Fortunately.
Intention: I will only love you for the rest of my life