Many, many years ago, I firmly believed in the saying "A man rides a horse around the green plum trees". I thought it would be like this for the rest of my life. When I met the right person, I always thought confidently that he should love me. Who else could he love besides me?
But many years later, I knew I was wrong. He can love many people besides me. In fact, it does not mean that others will like you if you are very good. What he thinks is good is the other woman, not me, so why should I believe that he will come back when I let him go?
After many years, I stopped here. A certain distance cuts off our present life.
I'm sorry, I love you very much, but I can't be with you anymore.