When I was young, it was easy to confuse love with excitement.
Desire to love and be loved.
Spend a lot of time and energy, tormenting the bones.
Youth, a beautiful and terrible word.
Joy, sadness, and pain all come from it.
Overemphasis on love obscures the eyes that discover beauty.
Yes, we still have friendship.
It is even more precious.
From today on, we swear.
They will be a shining psychopath in each other's ordinary lives.
Respect friendship, then love.