You are like a dragonfly, lightly touching my heart creates ripples. But I forgot that dragonflies are very fast and will fly away again. Leaving behind a pool of clear water, slowly calming down.
During the time after we separated, I still had so many things I wanted to say to you, but I couldn't say them all because the voice was guilty. So I wrote those words down in my diary. Then I discovered that time will blur everything after all. It blurs your voice and smile, and everything about you.
Those things that I thought I would remember forever, suddenly, I can't seem to remember them.
Some people say: Those who can still be friends after separation have either not loved each other before or they still love each other. I think you are the former and I am the latter. But when time finally kept moving forward, I let it go. Really let go.
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This is a diary. If you find the shadow of the people around you here, shush——. I know these feelings, maybe not only the owner of this diary has experienced them, maybe you can find your shadow here.
Have you been shot?
Conception: