Remember? What was love like when you first met it.
Is it like the spring breeze in April, bypassing the willows, blowing through the clear waves, and getting into every pore of your body? You can only feel your heart trembling slightly and your body stretching.
Isn't it like a hero, coming in the wind and rain in the chaotic night, riding the waves, making your silent heart excited, making you willing to abandon everything and let him go, regardless of your own safety?
I forgot. Maybe you still remember.
If everything in this world could be explained clearly, right from wrong, love or not, people would not have so much pain and trouble.
Time is passing by, at least I still have a lifetime to wait, no matter whether the person I am waiting for will come or not. I believe that waiting is more noble than giving up.