Sometimes people are really ironic. As soon as they turn around, they may really be together for the rest of their lives. They promised to be forever, but somehow they broke up. Our friendship can withstand the wind and rain, but it cannot withstand the ordinary. We are in the same boat through thick and thin, and the weather will be fine.
People always sigh about time and look forward to the sweetness of our reconciliation and the hug when we meet again one day many years later. At that time, we will shed tears, beat each other, and giggle, but...
I have fantasized many times that if you had not appeared in my life, then maybe now I would not feel so guilty, hate myself so much, and hate that my words would not count until now. However, the world is like this, God will always insert a ruthless knife for you behind the warmth, making you miserable.
Our tragedy, whether it was time or something else... I can't remember clearly.
Conception: