Preface I love her, but you will never be her; but why do I still have you in my heart and my mind is filled with you? Is it habit or dependence? Can you get out of my head? If possible, I hope you leave my mind? Why can't I ever replace her? Why do you still have her in your heart? Is everything now fake? No! It's not false, but I still can't forget her; but when I meet you, I can try to forget her; if possible, we can have a wedding night tonight; you said; after tonight, I hope you can only see me in your heart; I am petty, and I don't want you to have someone else in your eyes; OK! I only belong to you, and you can only belong to me; never be separated! Good. . . . . . .
Intention: Sweet and cruel, sweet and cruel