When I was 25 years old, I envied my 19-year-old self. He was willful, bright, cute and simple. His life was as beautiful and bright as the sea at sunrise, and the golden touch on the sea level was him!
At the age of 25, my simple self became very contradictory. For example, I knew that drinking another cup of coffee would cause insomnia, but I still drank it, and then I went back and forth. For example, I knew that if I cut off contact, I would be sad, but I still cut it off, and then missed it.
When you are 25 years old, can you face the same person as you did when you were 19 years old, and then love openly!