For me, all the longing and beauty are over, and there is only a bright red invitation, so red that it hurts my eyes. We grew up together, we were playmates till adulthood, we were close friends who talked about everything, we were childhood sweethearts who had been together for the rest of our lives. We walked through the first twenty years of our lives together. It took me 12 years to get used to his company, to see his indifferent smile, to get used to loving him, but it took me less than a minute to lose him. Love is such a fragile thing, he didn't even give me a call to explain. Has someone who was once so familiar and close just disappeared from the path of life?