When I was young, I met him under a shop window on the street because of a rain. His sculptured face, high bridge of nose, and deep eyes... Caught my eye and carved into my heart. So many years later, it became a lingering love in my heart.
Time is an invalid love letter, blooming in the raging years of my life, going back and forth in our momentary regrets.
I liked someone before, and I still like someone later, but that person has never changed.
--I'm just sorry that in the first ten years of your life, I was just a passerby.
--And I have been gorgeous and lonely all these years, just for you.
--I hope that one day I can become heartless and look at what has happened and what has passed lightly. But everything about you still touches my deepest secrets.
--After many years, I thought that she and I would never interact again, so I wouldn't mind having her name appear on my family's ID.
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