It's the first love of youth, it's me and her; it's a vow never to be separated, and it's an agreement that has never been fulfilled; it's her who I've never loved before, and it's me who is truly moved; it's the transition from getting to know each other to parting ways, it's also the transition from liking each other to hating each other; it's love, it's hate, it's The goodbye that cannot be said is also the us that we will never see again; it is us who do not know how to express our love, and it is also the love that can no longer be told; it is the past that we cannot ask for, and we do not want to mention it again. In the end, it is still us, and we can never go back to the past. If I could, I wish I had never met her.
Purpose: To commemorate my lost first love in youth