Some people say that a young man is as bright as the sun, which I dare not forget. From being a substitute at first to becoming a secret love later.
My favorite thing when I was young was probably the pearls in the deep sea. After experiencing the torture of the sea sand, they either became pearls or carrion. Unfortunately, we became carrion. I like your eyebrows and your smile, because you are like a person. Like him, you have a smell that only I can smell. I like it very much. I said to you in a daze that day, and you replied hesitantly: You won't like me, I don't like you." "What are you thinking, how can I like you.
If we hadn't known each other by name, maybe there wouldn't have been so much contact between us, and I wouldn't have been unhappy, and we would have remained friends until we grew old. It's a pity that a young man's secret love will never see the light of day, no distinction between joy and sorrow, and no response. In the end, we never contacted or responded to each other again. This youth finally ended with you.
Intention: You deserve it, I crossed the line, what's wrong, you scumbag