Late night may be the key to heaven for lonely people. It seems that only in such quiet and starry nights, I am truly myself.
I know better than anyone how painful it is to be stuck in the past, and I know better than anyone that the past is gone. Everyone is moving forward. ,
But... I seem to have become accustomed to missing that side of the sky, that short-lived beauty, and... That young man who always comes to me riding the light.
Why do the past always appear without knowing it? And I can't touch it anyway. Everyone says that life is incomplete without a few loves. Who hasn't loved? I always responded with a smile, as if I was just trying to get over the emotional pain.
Yes, what they said is actually correct. Life is still long, and you will always meet new people, people better than him. Who hasn't been in love a few times? But, are we really like this?
You belong to the past. How much time will it take for me to truly return you to my memories?
2018.12.3
Intention: We should also look forward.