Have you ever mentioned this word with sigh, time has changed? Those things that you thought would never change, those things that you thought were as solid as a rock, you intentionally stick to, but have no intention of letting go. Goodbye, they are not what they were before. It's not about commitment, it's not about love, it's about the unwillingness in your heart. If life is just like the first time we met, why should the autumn wind draw a fan sadly?
Is there such a person? You put him deep in your memory. Over time, his appearance is blurred and you cannot remember his voice, but you can only remember why he is so precious.
So, is time the antidote or poison? I said, if you still love him, the poison will be deep into your bones; if you don't love him, nothing will be that important.
Have you ever thought about it, habits are actually a very scary thing. The difference is that it may be strong and firm, or it may not be able to withstand even a little bit of time seeping in, because when you find out, it is either stubborn and rotten in the bones, or it has completely changed its appearance. The same thing is that you have no control over the process.