I gradually became like the person I loved before. I liked DC and Marvel, toys and bracelets, crabs and oysters, wood and sculptures, figurines and models, I liked Park Shin Hye, but I hated leeks. Even the person I like now is always a little bit like him.
You are not the only person in this world who is deeply in love but cannot be loved. When you look back, the ruined love in your past life tells you, don't look back.