In the short life I have, it is not enough to rely solely on love as a pillar, so it is difficult for me to live forever. When I realize that no one will love me in this life, everything will eventually come to peace.
And those lovers that I love deeply, play around with, and work hard to stick to will eventually be placed in their respective lives.
When I realize that no matter whether we are leaning on each other or we are strangers, with some love, we will eventually have nowhere to put it.
Until the day it is taken to the grave.