We all silently guard the obsession in our hearts, playing the role of each other's friend while standing on the far side of friendship's boundaries.
The heart flutter at first sight was beyond our control. Perhaps our later persistence was only because we couldn't have what we wanted. In the end, we gave up because we grew used to it and learned to yield.
There is no love that cannot be untangled, no affection that cannot be sorted out. I still wish you happiness, but I no longer have the resolve to stay by your side until old age.
