None of us dares to love anyone, and no one dares to hate anyone.
Maybe love is just giving, just protecting.
Even if we didn't spend the same time together in the end.
But there is still warmth in each other's hearts.
In love, there is only love or no love, and there is no secondary love, because secondary love is not love, but pity. If love is hurt because of secondary love, then this person's love is sad, and it is not love.