You have my last name in your name.
When they first met, she fell in love with him at first sight.
He is high and she is low in the dust.
She stalked her just to get him to say "I like you too."
Even though I know the outcome, I still imagine the moth flying into the flame and love again regardless of my own safety...
Hopes dashed, I boarded a plane to the United States.
Ten years later, she came back.
But she is no longer the girl I was taught to love before.
She is high above him, and he is low in the dust.
When they met again, all he got from her was "Hello, Mr. Wen!"
He learned her method - stalking her.
She was tired and didn't want to love anymore, but she had no choice but to do it.
Time gives us a love that cannot be stolen, and you give me time.