There are not many deep sadomasochisms in life. What we need is a warm embrace that we can feel. The people who taught us many things are often no longer around us. What we have always missed may be those things that are out of reach. I once wrote a little poem about secret love during the Chinese Valentine's Day.
It may not be close at hand then,
Today we are indeed thousands of miles apart.
At that time, the ruler was far away and there was no time to send it.
Looking back has become a waste of time.
We hid our little thoughts at that time.