I am not a man, nor am I an animal that only thinks with its lower body (perhaps a bit extreme). I like all beautiful things, including love. Although in this materialistic society, love has been regarded as a victim of money, power or sex, I still believe that true love still exists, just like I believed that my love with her would last forever. But I was wrong, because no matter how pure our love is, it will still be blacklisted in social ethics. In this way, the public opinion of the society, the pressure of relatives, and the incomprehension of friends make us unable to persist. But giving up does not mean that we no longer love, it just makes this love become a beautiful memory, but memories are always just memories.
The story between me and her is like a small cup of green tea, light but not lost in color, neither happy nor sad, but still leaving people wanting more. In the 3 years after I broke up with her, I fell in love many times, but each time it was just a temporary act, and we got together and broke up in the end. I clearly remember someone said to me: "You can see her in your heart from your eyes."
Nowadays, my life continues, and the seemingly plain and simple life is also a kind of happiness.
"Luzhou Moonlight
Lihua Yuliang
Who are you next to now?
Hometown Moonlight
deeply imprinted on my heart
But I can't shed the tears I had back then."
This song "Luzhou Moon" by Xu Song speaks to my heart and makes my thoughts fly back to 3 years ago.
"I didn't know what a lesbian was before. After I fell in love with you, I knew it, but now I'm a straight person."