Love Less Than the Deep Sea

I am always floating on the sea like a piece of ice. You are the sunshine. To deal with the ice, there is no need to be exposed to the sun. The surrounding air and warm sea water are enough to make me shrink, shrink, until I disappear in the same color of water and sky... I wash over the memories between us. I am always used to polishing the memories again and again, adding soft light automatically, as if everything in the memories becomes so beautiful, and it has never been better. Even after many years, I still have a habit of talking about you as if you are perfect. I finally understood that love is not as good as the deep sea. It turns out that love is really not as good as the deep sea. The sea is so deep, but love is so shallow.