A friend is someone who tells you in a special way that he or she is still here even after you lose everything. Some things will always settle over time, just like no matter how fast the water flows, there will be sand at the bottom of the river and reflections on the surface of the river.
But now, we finally part ways.
There are some things that you can't just escape if you want to.
So I hate becoming someone else's dream, because living like that is too tiring. But sadness can't stop, and the people around me keep driving. The name of genius is just a burden. Who can see the misery behind genius.
These stories that fade with the wind will one day be forgotten by time.