I had forgotten what it felt like to love someone with all my heart. In those days when I was young, I could always miss them when I hummed the songs, but I couldn't recall a large part of my mood. Sure enough, time is cruel. And cruelty is great tenderness.
The things we never forget are forgotten in the process of never forgetting. People can be so stubborn and strong.
I thought that I could hum the meaningful songs that I didn't dare to listen to, and I could walk back and forth on the road that I didn't dare to go.
I thought the unforgettable anniversaries and phone numbers were blurred, and I thought that the dialogue and the alluring smile hidden deep in my heart could no longer be found.
I am speechless. If I had made different choices, would there have been different results?
Just thinking about it. Fortunately, none of us regret it. Although we are not happy, luckily we don't regret it.
The world built by two people will be very painful for the one left behind. There is a saying that the end of suffering is sweetness. In fact, the end of suffering is just dullness.
I just want to ask, who did you promise your beauty to when you were young?