I feel lovesickness when I write, but it is unrequited love in the end.
You are the meaningless thing that I can never express.
It turns out that some of them can only end without any disease, while others can have a beginning and an end?
The fog is everywhere, but I love you when no one is around. The fog is gone, and everyone knows that I love you.
Everyone knows that I love you, but you don't know. I once thought that I could make you like me by working hard. Unfortunately, I realized later that I should never touch what doesn't belong to me, but you still have to work hard to hold on to what belongs to you? Nothing is truly yours forever.
Yun He had someone she had liked for almost ten years. She told herself every time that she gave up and didn't like him anymore, but every time she found that she couldn't let him go. She once confessed her love to him, but it just ended in nothing. She liked him from the first moment she saw him, and she has always liked him. Even when she knew that he would not want anything as long as it was a gift from her, she actually knew the ending, but she still felt that it was enough to like him silently.
Everyone has his or her own ending. But after all, you can only like...
Intention: Always just a secret love