In our long life, which is not short but certainly not long, we will eventually meet such a person.
No matter what, I just want to be nice to him.
I want to talk to him when I am sad, and I want to share with him when I am happy.
In my imagination about the future, I never thought about leaving his company and living in a world without him.
I don't know if this feeling is called love, maybe it is...
Someone told me
Love means liking each other, being together, and never being apart.
Some people also say
Love is an emotion that is difficult to express, vague and uncertain
Others say
Love is responsibility, truth, tolerance for each other, hard work to endure, and change for the other person
I don't want to have any regrets between us, but we can't do anything about it in the end.
Nothing in this world is perfect...
I don't want to see how vigorous the relationship between us was, nor do I want to play an elegy about separation and death.
I just hope you are by my side, I can hold your hand, turn my head happily and say to you...
"I love you"
And this sentence can last forever...
Purpose: Share your ideal love.