I never thought he would leave me, but the separation was so unexpected.
Maybe we should all say a proper goodbye.
This is also a memoir of me and him. He didn't know that this was my second love with him. We were separated. He didn't know why, but I knew it was because I was too greedy. I wanted all his love, but his love was divided into many halves, and I only occupied a small part.
He has given me a lot of love. Does saying this go against what I said before? But he did give me a lot of love. He was the one who comforted me when I was unhappy.
We once loved each other like this, but people may come to this world naked, and they will leave this world naked.
It seems to record our past, this is the reason why I started writing.
What was his first career? I can't remember it. Why can't I remember it? It was because I didn't care about her enough and I didn't understand her enough, so we separated. Now I realize that it was my fault. I once thought it was the fault of both of us, but now I understand. My dear baby, that's right.
Okay, let's not talk so much nonsense, now let's recall every minute and every second we spent together.
Intention: Only when you lose it do you know how to cherish it. Where is the medicine for regret?