You must have cared about someone like this, right? Any news about him would be a big deal, even if it was just whether he had eaten enough and slept well.
You must have missed someone like this, right? Thinking about him every day and thinking about not being able to sleep, looking at text messages and call records, laughing secretly by yourself, but not daring to disturb him, just spent dark nights like this.
You must have complained about someone like this, right? Looking at the little jokes he occasionally made with others, the sourness in my heart was like bubbles that kept popping up but I didn't know how to speak.
You must have loved someone like this. Cry for him, laugh for him, he is the most beautiful and warm flower in life, go crazy for him, and make noise for him.
Adolescent love turns out to be so crazy.
Adolescent love turns out to be so unforgettable.
They say pain only lasts a hundred days. Then look forward to it. Look forward to getting better.
Fortunately, love is not everything. What a blessing