Many people fall in love with the wrong person because of their loneliness, but more people fall in love with the wrong person and end up lonely their entire lives.
When I fell in love with that person, it was not because of loneliness, but it was still a mistake.
Now, because I fell in love with that person by mistake, I am really starting to feel lonely.
Afraid of love, afraid of being hurt. Whoever sinks deeper will be hurt more.
It's a fatal attraction, a tit-for-tat confrontation, mutual dependence, mutual harm...
Longing for happiness, but unable to untie the knot of happiness, will the love that cannot be expressed be buried by time?
A dusty past, an indelible scar, and a misplaced youth.
It was the youth and frivolity that finally gave way to the ups and downs of the world, and drifted away with hypocritical strength.
Still unwilling to admit it, you have frozen your broken heart in the innocent years when flowers were blooming all over the place.
Are you still hoping that he can look back, even if he just glances at you?
Perhaps, the most painful thing is not the pain of standing alone under the plane tree and watching him go away, admiring your own loneliness and beautiful pain.
Perhaps, the most hurtful thing is that you are nestled in his arms, watching the bright lights under the night, each experiencing painful disappointment and the most desperate melancholy.
Sweetness is tied to hope, desire is entangled with giving up.
If you are destined to not let go of all this, do you dare to let go and love as if you have never been hurt?