If the river always flows into the sea and the fish always want to jump out of the water, then I am the person who thinks that I am pitiful and extremely dark. I think as long as I can pretend, you will not escape and you will always be in the palm of my hand. My love, this is harmless.
Intention: I always thought that I was playing tricks on others, but I didn't want to fall into myself. The pain of falling out of love, naturally I can only find the next person to heal the pain, and then continue, and the cycle starts again. My love, it doesn't hurt.