Has anyone ever had to wait for someone silently?
Has anyone ever given something to a person and asked them about their welfare?
Has anyone ever fallen in love with someone, but then retreated and became that person?
You have fulfilled me, you have fulfilled him, you have fulfilled him, you have fulfilled everything, for what? What's the result? Why do you have to wait until everyone in the world is happy while you are covered in bruises? You fulfill them, but who will fulfill you?
In this way, bury the memory deeply, or resurface the memory. When the reality is nakedly displayed in front of people, they will collapse, or they will happily choose again.
When that day comes, who will fulfill whom? I don't know... Maybe God has already given the best ending.
(This article has been revised many times, driven crazy n times, and troubled 333,333 times... The writing is lacking, so please don't complain)