You only regard us as coincidental intersecting lines, entangled only for a moment. I don't want to, but I regard you as the coincident line of fate, and I will be entangled with you until the end. Maybe, I should be satisfied, at least you didn't compare our relationship to parallel lines.
You two live in two places, I am just a hateful supporting actress, willing to play a despicable role, just so that you can look at me one more time.
I was deeply infatuated with you, but you chose to hurt me deeply.
(I love digging holes... Momo, I will never abandon the holes I make. It just takes a long time to fill them.)