What is love?
Can't it simply be attributed to the fact that if you like it, you like it?
Why are there constraints?
Why can't we get closer?
If the encounter is destined to have a painful ending, is it still necessary to get to know each other?
If you don't know each other, you won't fall in love, but if you already fall in love, can you let go easily?
It hurts to think of you breathing, and your eyes are moist.
The unspeakable words "Do you really love me? How can I get closer to your heart?" Are still buried in my heart.