Those who leave may never know that it is the one who remains in the same place who suffers the most. Because he refuses to give up the past, and memories will only make people stuck in the past, but they can never go back to the past.
I know that the sky will be bright and blue, the clouds will be white, the flowers will bloom, the flowers will wither, time will pass, but hope will never come again.
Someone I loved once said something, she said: "People who truly love each other, even if they are separated in a sea of people, even if they really forget each other, once they meet again, they will still fall in love with each other again."
That's why I can wait for a long time, waiting for a slim and unattainable hope, waiting for a certain day of reunion, maybe one day.