I will eventually want to write something, a quiet memory, and it is still a bit sad to live without anyone. However, this sadness no longer affects me in such a dark way. It seems that everything has returned to its cherished state, but suddenly one day I will think of every bit of the past and feel gloomy, as if she who is still around me has never left.
I am no longer writing this to show her the redemption in my heart. Maybe one day, she will be able to feel it. In fact, many people don't want to write these things. They probably feel that there is nothing worth describing in their writing. I have put down enough things, and I don't expect anyone to see it, and I don't expect anyone to understand it. I hope she can live a better life. Very early on, I thought about when I would publish a book. Maybe this would be a dream that I would always pursue until it comes true.
Purpose: We grow in youth