Once upon a time we were so young, so... Naive
Thinking that you can control everything, you squander everything you have - including love!
So, we who play with love are played with by love.
As I grow up day by day, I suddenly look back and realize that sometimes, some people turn around and disappear...
But, I hope it's not too late. At the moment when love turns around, I can once again seize my own happiness!
P S, this was written a long time ago in a column that was forgotten by someone, and the entire article was revised and moved here. Now it's a pre-order, and I plan to sort it out and make a custom order, just to give myself a thought, after all, it's the first longer article. After looking back over the things from a few years ago, I am still a bit immature.
PS again: It's really not a double part, no, no, tears
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