She once thought she truly couldn't live without him, that without him, the world would have no meaning.
She had hated him so much, thinking that meeting him was the destined flaw in her world.
But looking at the man lying beside her now, sleeping quietly while still holding her tightly, his deep features relaxed in peaceful slumber, a faint mockery crossed her mind, along with a trace of regret.
So many people in this world cling desperately to a love that was doomed from the start. Only when they finally come to their senses and look back do they regret, too late, never having noticed the person truly worth giving everything for.
The love and hate we once thought we could never forget, even if our souls were scattered and we died, are eventually buried by time somewhere no one will think to look.
The things we once thought we could never believe in again will, one day, be placed in her hands by a man who treats her with the same tenderness as ever, letting her wrong him in every way and still refusing to give up.
The years have passed, and my beloved has gone mad. I dedicate this story to the years and the person who are gone.
These few clumsy words tell a story in my heart. If you don't mind, I'd be grateful for your comments.
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