Not long ago, I saw a sentence in your blog. You said that at that time, we hung out together like sisters.
Then my tears fell instantly.
Ten years later, I finally have the courage to admit that I haven't always liked you.
Ten years later, I finally had the courage to admit that I had betrayed you.
However, I still have to say that I have never treated another person as sincerely as I once treated you.
Maybe after meeting each other we can actually smile and say that after ten years, we are still friends. But everyone can see that there is a huge and clear gap between us. We... We can never go back to that time.
There is no way to describe what happened over the years, and there is no way to escape.
When I was finally able to write these things down, I felt at peace. However, at the beginning, how many people could understand the thousands of rivers and mountains we had crossed?