In 2013, I have spent 20 years in this complicated world. I have liked a few people and been liked by a few people, but it is just like.
I'm at a loss for love.
In these 20 365 days that are long and fleeting, I have passed by several loves and heard of several loves, loves that have nothing to do with me.
I think I still don't understand what "love" is, but I have seen the flower of love, it bloomed, it declined, and I happened to pass by it.
I saw the so-called "love", and the harm it brought to the people around me was so real, yet so illusory.
In my small circle of friends, there are a few people like this. They have loved each other, but they have not had good results. But sometimes I wonder, what is a good outcome for them? Being together, does this count as the result?
Conception: