(Original) Light Color Warm Child

We are always looking for, chasing, and only after the glory has passed, do we realize that what we want is just the mediocrity. There are always too many helpless choices. Maybe many years later I will regret the initial choice, just like how I regretted the beginning. At the end of the day, someone will always get hurt, and the ones who get hurt the most are always the ones who care the most. Perhaps, I should be glad that such love only turned into a trace of scars, or perhaps, I should be sad, that such love only turned into a sigh in the end.