One evening when I went out for a run, I suddenly remembered the love words I once said. I said them to one person and to another person. Some of those sweet words are still remembered, some have been forgotten, and some although I remember them, I am not willing to do them anymore. Think about it carefully, when I said these words It's also true. I feel that the person in front of me is the person in the future. I don't consider variables or each other's feelings. Those once sweet and thorough love words, when two people no longer like and appreciate them, are like spoiled candy and are no longer pleasant. However, we will still say it to the next person.
Now, I remain single and alone. I don't envy the lights at home or the umbrella on a rainy day, but I will miss the love words I once said, my sentiments, the stories in my heart, and the people I met.
Intention: Missing will not chase the old friend, but will covet the past time, want to tell my love, my story, my thousands of knots