What I wrote is not a story, it can be said to be a story that happened to me, nothing special. I am just writing this article so that I can get out of the dark valley of betrayal as soon as possible, and I also want to remind my friends who are lucky enough to read this article, that's all.
Here, I am very grateful to the author of [Northwest]. It was your article that inspired me to name this case.
I borrowed the song [A Little Hurt] from my favorite singer Asang as part of the copy:
Don't worry I'll get hurt
I'm used to it
What else could happen?
You are so good at lying
Love is just an expensive showcase
Gorgeous displays of sweet illusions along the road
Whoever takes it seriously will be fooled
I actually thought you would be different
But why should you be different?
Moving forward and turning I stumble
Wandering around in this maze
It would be easier to be disappointed
But unwilling
Your love is so good at pretending
Who forgets to turn off the lights after leaving and makes the dream too brilliant?
I thought I could keep you by my side
But who is willing to stay by whose side?
A love song is longer than a kiss
This is called getting together and getting together easily
Don't say you feel guilty for me
Don't say you will miss me forever
I know very well how to walk this road of loneliness
Please don't comfort me
I was only slightly injured