Have you ever tried to feel love for me? Do you want to try to stay with me too? It's just that you failed. And then you met her, and then it was time for me to leave. When I keep looking at you, I always miss you. But after being separated for a few days, I realized that it wasn't that uncomfortable. I thought the person who loved you was me, but later I realized that the person who didn't love you was also me. It turns out that the world I have longed for is like this. It is not the night scene with orange street lights that I have seen many times, and it is a bit decadent in the beauty; it is the strong sunlight reflecting the delicate flowers, and the little blurry darkness interweaving to create a dreamlike light and shadow. I want to go to life and to the world.
----Third person of the text----
Intention: Only when you leave there can you see more clearly. Love yourself more and stop feeling sorry for yourself.