On the morning of June 24, 2012, I saw the photos of our past in your wallet.
Is two years a long time? Can you change everything between us? Is two years too short? You didn't forget, and then it brought back my memories. How much I want to forget, but I am reluctant to forget, I can only try to keep it all in my heart. Don't touch, don't make yourself sad anymore.
I'm curious, what do you call me when you talk to others? Ex-girlfriend? The first woman? Or is it the favorite that you keep in your heart? Smiling? Or silence?
You put me in the car and waved gently without saying too many words. I felt like I left in such a mess that I didn't even dare to look back. What am I afraid of? Is it the past?
In the past, it was always hard to get through...