Life is always full of ups and downs because of too many episodes. We all insist on going on because of a belief in the beginning, but in the end we slowly lose our original prayer on this road.
In my best moments, you don't know how much I wish I could have a soul-stirring story with you, an ending that would envy others. However, in the end, I can only try to accept that not all encounters have an ending. Maybe there is no reason, just because you are not that person.
After a long time, long enough for you to be calm and calm no matter how sad or happy you are, but you only burst into tears when you recall it. In the end, we all got used to being indifferent. I can finally understand that sentence, and no matter how beautiful things are, they will be lost one day. No matter how deep the memory is, it will be forgotten one day. No matter how much you love, one day you will have to leave. No matter how beautiful the dream is, one day it will wake up.
We are all gone, only the memory is still there in the distance, but some people and things will never come back.
In fact, a lifetime is not that long. Maybe one love will burn everything.