In the vast night sky, the stars are twinkling and hazy. The brightest one is my love for you. Have you seen it? My Xie An.
I am like a smooth piece of glass, but you insist on breaking me to show your sharpness.
But you have to know that no matter how hard you try to put the broken glass back together, it will never show cracks like before.
I mean, either, just stay away from me.
Or, just embrace my pieces.
Intention: You talk about love while doing things that hurt me.