I have stayed in this city for more than twenty years. I have walked through familiar places countless times but got lost in the unfamiliar feeling countless times. Someone has said that love is actually not complicated. It only takes three words to come and go. It's either I love you or I hate you. It's just how are you? Forget it. I'm sorry.
But what is love? Some people have been looking for it for a long time, while others have been lost for a long time. There are also people who have forgotten for a long time.
Walking on a familiar street, I felt strange because I was alone.
Eating a bowl of my favorite wontons, I felt bland because I was alone.
Living a crossroads that has come and gone thousands of times, getting lost again and again because I was alone.
Sitting on a fixed bus, I would always miss the bus stop because I was alone.
Until every time I wake up at the last stop, I want to believe that what I leave is that I have left after all, and nothing will change because of my deliberate forgetfulness.
If the heart is gone, what can be recalled?