I fell in love with someone who made me risk my life. I thought this was the world I wanted.
However, being misunderstood and deceived, is there always something incomplete behind the adult world?
I walk on the forked road that I have to face every day. I miss the simple and beautiful little happiness of the past.
Love always makes people cry and makes people feel unsatisfied. The sky is big but you can't see clearly. It's so lonely.
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