Growing up, I have always longed for and believed that the story of Titanic would happen to me. My Jack would say to my imperfect Rose: "You jump, I jump." He would put on the Heart of the Ocean for me, and we would start a romantic love affair.
Whenever I imagine myself as Rose, there will always be a figure in my mind. He has the most charming smile in the world - he will say to me, life and death.
But we have all forgotten that as romantic as Jack and Rose finally parted ways, as precious as the heart of the ocean also sank to the bottom of the sea, how can we continue on...
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