You are so cold and ruthless, I always thought I could warm your heart with love, and you can notice me, who is always behind you. However, ice is ice, no matter how hard I try to dissipate heat, you are completely unaware of it. I love you, deeply, but my love is destined to warm your heart. Your heart only beats for her and is only open for her. All I get is coldness and tightness. But the warmth you occasionally show to me makes me hesitant. Should I just let it go and free myself.