Because there are too many things that I cannot bear and resist by myself. I am a fool. It is difficult for me to forget many things and I don't know how to save myself. Often, it's okay to be alone like this. But except for some things, I am lucky and many things are difficult.
Laughter is stuffed into dreams, memories are moved to the side
Pack up the yesterday when love whizzed by
The heart is empty and clean again. There is a song that goes like this
Now there is only a stubborn longing for a future dream. This time, I don't know what the outcome will be. If fate just wants to give me a dream to make me wait for too long, then there is no need to use it to be so beautiful that it makes my heart beat and suffer again just for this time.