The parasol trees were so lush that year, but now there is only loneliness. We were once so close, but now we can no longer embrace each other. I smiled so sweetly at that time, but now I am filled with sadness.
The past has become a memory, and today is not the happiness I want. There are too many things to say before you have time to say them, and the only confession you make is that you guessed it wrong.
Non-love is my deepest confession to you, very deep love!
However, I can never explain this to you.
Missed it, will never continue...
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