"You say I don't understand love, but I seem to have used everything I have to be good to you. If this is not love, then I really don't know what love is."
We met when we were 12 years old. Maybe you and I didn't know who the other person was at that time, but I kept you in my heart.
We met again when we were 15 years old. You no longer recognize me, but I still can't forget you when I first met. I want to be with you, and I want to be good to you, even if he is good to me.
This world is really wonderful, it is always like this, he loves me, I love you, and you love her.
If my death can bring her life and your future happiness, then I have no regrets.