Never like this person. Even if you remind yourself many times, you still can't wake up.
There were once similar people, similar loves and hates, and numb people, but only themselves.
How can a cheap substitute easily replace someone?
Manipulated, used, abandoned, destroyed, but not loved.
Those fragmented stories are like a nightmare that lasted a night. When I woke up, I forgot to cry because I was already in a different place and could not escape.