Later, she slowly understood that real sadness is silent. It wasn't that big of a fight, and not everyone knew about it. Just once, she walked into a coffee shop, ordered a cup of coffee that she liked, and chose a seat by the window. I saw a couple walking by outside the window. The boy next to me gently touched the girl's clothes that were blown up by the wind. The girl looked at the boy with a smile on her face. Tears just ran out of her eyes. She lowered her head and drank the coffee in the cup in one breath, leaving a bitter taste in her mouth.
Intention: At that time, I only wanted to be the best me, but I forgot to be the best us.