Some words, some feelings, some people. Can't say, can't reveal, can't own. He thought that the most painful thing in the world should be not being able to love.
She thought that by giving him her most precious possessions, he would have a place like hers in his heart.
Is losing memory a new beginning or the end of everything?
When you love someone, should you let it go without interfering with it, or should you keep yourself locked in? Which is the most important, giving or receiving? Who can figure it out clearly? When everything is reset to zero, we will redefine it.
We have no position to accuse the people and things here of whether they are right or wrong. Many things in the world are beyond our control and are unreasonable, let alone love. The existence is reasonable, isn't it?