It begins with the beginning of love, and we begin to meet the person we love.
20 Years old,
25 years old,
30 years old,
…
We meet many people, at different times and in different places.
Wrong time, right place;
Right time, wrong place;
Wrong time, wrong place.
How many times do we get together separately and how many times do we have heartbreaks before we can meet you, at the right time, at the right place?
What kind of mentality and state of mind are needed so that we can be broad-minded, calm, sympathetic, tolerant, and united without separation?
As we mature, our love will mature too.
Fortunately, we still have the courage to love.
Thank God for allowing me to meet you at the most beautiful time.
These words are all insights from life after living for more than 20 years, from a purely female perspective.
I often think about what is love and what is happiness?
I think everyone's definition will be different at different times.
What I am expressing is how I feel now. Just record it in words to commemorate.
The writing is very bland and not thrilling at all. Hey-hey.