Do you still like someone if you like them to the point of leaving? Why do we get so bloody over trivial things? I just left, but I was still thinking about whether I would go back? I guess it's just an unknown.
People are like this, they always like to be jealous. You always put the good things of others above yourself, and you are always the one who gets hurt in the end. Missing and first love are always the most beautiful, but everything will never be the same again.
You say it! Why do people get jealous? Is it because they love too deeply?
You say it! Why can't we go back to the past? Is it because we love each other too much?