Once again, I feel how redundant I am. There are too many things that I cannot predict and adapt to. The loneliness and discomfort in my heart can only be understood by myself. He is not having a good time, right? He feels depressed because of a woman like me or wants to stay away from a place with me. Because I really feel such a situation. Maybe it is also such a night. He is on the other side, thinking about each other's escape route or their own retreat. Can I let it go? Maybe he has tried to let it go because of his careless language.
I haven't written this for a long time. Am I too heavy to reveal it? Sometimes, I wish I could really be so free and easy, live alone. How important is love? When he doesn't care much anymore, I feel so tired most of the time. The ending like this makes me dare not think about whether I love or not. Everyone lives in their own hearts. What is there that I don't understand? Let's live our own lives. Or maybe it's not important that we love each other and live our own lives. In fact, I am very unhappy. I'm already so unhappy that I don't want to think about it anymore. I feel tired. I really don't know when I can smile properly.
Whether it's pain or tiredness, you have to taste it yourself
When you are tired, just stop and look at the sky.
When it hurts, just rub the wound.
Maybe everything will be over, it will be over. Our Father in heaven, may your name be hallowed, may your kingdom come, may your will be done on earth as it is in heaven. . . . .