Everyone has some story. Have experienced it, or just thought about it day and night, no matter what, it is hidden deep in my heart. He is a character in your story, but how do you know that you are not an integral part of his story? And there are always some people who have things they haven't spoken about, and they don't know, so they miss it, and they regret it.
Maybe there is such a person. You once wanted to catch him, call him, and come to his side in an instant, but you are just strangers. Some barriers continue to extend because of unfamiliarity. It seems that they are chasing each other to the horizon, but in fact they are only as far as reaching out. And perhaps, the strangeness and alienation can disappear with just one look and one movement. And the blank space that you thought was hopeless will grow into the most brilliant colors.
Perhaps, it is indispensable, but it is just destined.