Time has passed and things have changed.
There were times when we were young and frivolous, there were times when we overcame obstacles, there were times when we were together and we were inseparable, there were times when we were heartbroken...
You will eventually understand that people are born lonely.
The river of time, the stars are fleeting.
Some look up to the sky and sigh, some whisper to the moon, some look back a hundred years, and some don't look back...
Smile and let go, no longer afraid of separation.
Our love is on the long river.
Love is on the long river.
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