When we were young, we all loved someone, and then we humbled ourselves, kept the memories in our hearts, got hurt and then recalled them.
No one can replace the pain of love. Everything is to meet a better person, even if you abandon your past self. I love you, but I just have to.
One day I will still shed tears thinking of you, but the sadness you brought has taken root and sprouted like a tree. In fact, I am afraid that I don't have the courage to love others as much as I love you.
Forgive me, until I can let go of forgetfulness and become happy, I realize that you are actually a passer-by in my life, but I am too persistent.