I thought I liked you.
I thought I gave you everything you wanted.
But later I discovered that if your love is the ocean, then my love may be a glass of water. It's not that I don't love you.
It's just that you love too deeply and too much than me.
I hurt you without seeing it clearly at the beginning, can you forgive me?
You say you are a butterfly and I am the sea, waiting will never reach the end.
But you forgot that I was once that glass of water.