I am afraid that I will suddenly die young one day, and then my parents will be embarrassed because of my life of eating and waiting to die. I am also afraid that future generations will not remember me. I am also afraid that I will leave nothing behind after my death, and I am even more afraid of doing nothing. . .
I'm afraid that your "forgetting him" is me, and my "forgetting her" is you. Life is always full of all kinds of entanglements, but I don't have to worry about whether I love you or not.
I am afraid that if I see you tomorrow, my eyes will be filled with tears. A year later, I will be filled with tears when I see you. Five years later, it will still be like yesterday, with tears in my eyes.