No one's youth lasts forever. One day, the days we once took pride in will be gone. Rather than call this merely a story, I would say it is my own experience. It is a fantasy about how I miss my university days and the people who were once by my side, or perhaps about the people I like and those who like me, and how it all ends. The passage of time will take away my best years, the memories I treasure so deeply, and the people I cherish who gave me those memories.
Our love, our hatred, and all the wonderful things we once experienced are gone. We have to let go of the past to reach the future, but can we really throw away our memories?
Everything is already ending even as it happens. What must a woman go through to grow up? How much love and pain does it take to understand? This is the story of one such woman. I hope those of you who read it will reflect and feel something.??????
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