When everything becomes a thing of the past. Only then did he suddenly realize that the sweet words he said when he was in love had now become a joke. The love that I once loved has changed forever. Now they just cut each other out of each other's lives forever. She is still not used to facing this love that was destroyed by her own hands. No resentment, no longing. It seemed like there was no trace to prove its existence except for the dull pain in the heart. It seems that the love that is so deep into the bone marrow is just a long, long dream.
Night dreams erode the length of sleep. The bloodshot eyeballs roared at the top of their lungs, and the hatred seemed to have found an outlet to vent its unbridled flow through the dream.