Copywriting? ? ?
I can't write and I don't dare to write.
Thank you all for walking through my life. If you can,
I can and I hope to share some of your pain, but,
The truth is, I can't help at all.
Passing by you like a passer-by,
Memories flashed through my mind like scenes from a movie screen.
Maybe it will be many years before we meet again,
Maybe no goodbye.
"Have you finished telling the story? Well, is he okay in the story?"
"I don't know, maybe!"
I put down the coffee cup in my hand and looked at the people coming and going outside the store.
"The guy in the story, are you okay?"
Idea: Looking back on the past, who is the person in your story?