Undercurrent

I really want to write about an earth-shattering love story, but what I end up writing is always trivial fragments. A gentle look, a fluttering smile, an inadvertent move, an ambiguous word... "It doesn't matter what the whole universe is like, I only want you." - Passionate love works push the passion of love to the extreme. On the scale of love, the whole universe is at stake, At this point, what higher conditions can be offered in exchange? The shock is beyond words. One day he regretted it: Trading the entire universe for love is the easiest thing in the world, Because no one can truly own "the entire universe", What's so difficult about making a promise to something you can't have? Furthermore, what is there to be moved about? Human fragility, the fickleness of the heart, the heaviness of reality, and the impermanence of worldly affairs have emptied the sacred eternity of love. In this world where matter sweeps everything away, Love, embarrassingly, cannot find a place to live. You and I both know that the beautiful lie of love has become tattered and cannot cover up the ugliness of its original intention. So, I am determined to be awake, and you are still dreaming, Who is more pathetic, who is more corrupt, who is evil?