He thought he could be with him forever, but he didn't even have the chance to tell him to be together, so he abandoned him in a seemingly gentle but almost cruel way...
When he was a child, he was alone. He didn't want to get used to it but had to get used to it. He said he wanted to go against the light and did not need extravagant warmth. He knew he had to be strong, but no one taught him how. He disguised himself with indifference, but his inner fragility still existed.
When he approached his heart domineeringly without warning, he thought it was the power of sunlight penetrating dark clouds. He is full of hope, and when the sun comes, he lets vulnerability bathe. But there are always times in life when there is no warmth at all. Even if the sun shines on your body, your body is still cold. Has he no longer longed for it as he has grown up? No one can tell him...
No matter what the future holds, I must learn to be strong. It's just that the price of being strong is too high, and I'm afraid to stop moving forward, because that means I will lose the happiness I have. The so-called maturity actually means learning to be tactful, learning to cover up, learning to be insincere, learning to lie, and learning everything I don't want to learn. But I don't know if if I learn this, I won't be hurt anymore?
If I could, I hope I would always be a child, with innocence and happiness that others would envy. The simpler things are, the less others can afford them, such as the happiness I want, and you who represent happiness. If we first met, if I were still a child, would you and I be together forever?