You know what would be miserable for me?
That means you don't love me.
You know what would be more miserable for me?
That's it, I still can't give up on you.
You know what is the most miserable for me?
That is, even though I love you, you have trampled my heart under your feet.
I no longer ask or think about why you don't like me, why you don't like me at all, why all the efforts to attract your attention are not met with your disdain, why being nice to you makes you uncomfortable, and is treated as a joke every time, so I am used to being a joke. It doesn't matter if I see you laughing, at least I am part of your laughter, yes, I am not sure.
The person who likes the other person first loses the initiative, and the person you like has the right to keep secrets. However, how miserable it would be if you silently like the person who has been looking at you quietly. In fact, you are already used to the feeling of heartache. It was the first time you felt the position of your heart strongly. It turns out that your real heart can also hurt, with waves of angina pectoris.
I have always wanted to make myself your habit, so I will contact you in the same old-fashioned way every day and care about you. Who knows, in the end, I will find that you have become my habit, and I am still dispensable to you.
Time flies, but it seems to be very slow, because I have been waiting, I believe that time can form a habit, I believe that you can finally feel me slowly.
Intention: One-way secret love finally catches up