Tsangyang Gyatso has a poem called Ten Commandments: If you don't meet, you won't fall in love; if you don't know each other, you won't miss each other.
When we are in love, we always say that we will always be together if we are not separated.
After the initial sweet period, barriers and burdens began to appear.
If this is love, why can't the process be longer?
You don't regret it when you have it, but you regret it when you lose it.
But I know it hurts, I know how powerful time is, and I cherish it, so why can't I have it?
Happiness, how can two people grasp it?