From the very beginning, we were like parallel lines in two different worlds: I was above, and you were below. We were never meant to cross paths. But it seems we forgot that there is such a thing as fate. That's why I met you, fell for you, and everything unfolded just as I had hoped: we met, came to understand each other, and fell in love.
If none of those things had happened, if none of those people had changed my life, if I hadn't known that you were always following in her footsteps, I think I might have stayed with you like a fool. It turns out your so-called love was nothing more than searching for a trace of her in every woman who resembled her. It turns out that from the very beginning, this was all a trap laid for her, and I was just a pawn in it. And I was the only one who kept loving you more with every wound.
Our love: long-lasting, and long-lastingly painful.
Tsk tsk tsk, I think I said, still, uh... Make soy sauce!
"Blowing the cold wind will make you sober." This song suddenly came to mind. The sky is blue, the clouds are heavy, and my heart is empty. Very well written! Keep up the good work!
And I always carry the puppy schoolbag you gave me. Although sometimes I think to myself that you don't carry my schoolbag, and I have nothing to do with you. It's always embarrassing if I carry the schoolbag you gave me. Maybe you only think of me as a sister. Damn, please tell me what this means. Please forgive the stupid readers, I don't understand!!