We will meet on a narrow road in our lifetime, and we will never be spared.
From meeting to seeing each other again to never seeing each other again. Everything is like a wonderful play, every greeting, every cry and smile, all accidents and coincidences, seem to be accidental, but also seem to be arranged in advance. The people in the play are unaware of the joys and sorrows, but it is already a destined ending.
We work so hard to live, but we can't deviate from the established track. Not a single fragment of our wishful thinking and self-righteousness has been destroyed by time. Together with our self-esteem and pride, looking back, it seems so ridiculous.
However, if the ending is predicted, can we not love it?
At a certain moment in life, we meet each other in a hurry, just by passing each other, and our hearts have already stopped. How can it be controlled by human power.
If love and hate can be whatever you want, if emotions always obey reason... That would be great.