Sometimes it's not about letting her know something, but letting yourself know what you are.
Not being able to go to eternity is not terrible. What is terrible is that you have not thought about going to eternity.
It doesn't matter if you remember it, or it's best if you forget it.
Gone? Finished?
When I read it, it reminded me of my youthful period. Secret love is like a tree that will never bear fruit. It can grow unscrupulously, to a point that is unimaginable to me, but it will never bear fruit. Perhaps this is the sadness of secret love, but you can taste the bitterness and sweetness while growing, which is also a life experience.
Gone? Finished?
When I read it, it reminded me of my youthful period. Secret love is like a tree that will never bear fruit. It can grow unscrupulously, to a point that is unimaginable to me, but it will never bear fruit. Perhaps this is the sadness of secret love, but you can taste the bitterness and sweetness while growing, which is also a life experience.
Not enough to say
Sometimes it's not about letting her know something, but letting yourself know what you are. Not being able to go to eternity is not terrible. What is terrible is that you have not thought about going to eternity. It doesn't matter if you remember it, or it's best if you forget it.
Gone? Finished? When I read it, it reminded me of my youthful period. Secret love is like a tree that will never bear fruit. It can grow unscrupulously, to a point that is unimaginable to me, but it will never bear fruit. Perhaps this is the sadness of secret love, but you can taste the bitterness and sweetness while growing, which is also a life experience.
Gone? Finished? When I read it, it reminded me of my youthful period. Secret love is like a tree that will never bear fruit. It can grow unscrupulously, to a point that is unimaginable to me, but it will never bear fruit. Perhaps this is the sadness of secret love, but you can taste the bitterness and sweetness while growing, which is also a life experience.