What will the love of a hedgehog look like?
Was it a mistake from the beginning, and then we realized it through hurting each other?
When every quarrel disintegrates the desire in the heart? When every time you turn around and leave, the memory of yesterday is dimmed? When each other is covered with bruises and the heart is bleeding? I use all my strength to think, will it be enough to pull out the hurting thorn? In fact, love has lost its way from the beginning?
"Love is a beautiful thing, can you try it again?" But now it hurts, and you want to run away, and you also want to be strong? The pain is gone, and what you get is not a gentle hug?
But a more heartbreaking injury