Are You My Happiness?

"In my young life, I have passed through many people. The unfamiliar ones have become familiar, and the familiar ones have become unfamiliar again. This is exactly what the saying "passers-by" means. Some pass by, some stop and look forward to it, but in the end they all part ways, but they leave indelible traces deep in the memory..." This is what I wrote in my diary a few years ago. At that time, I was a melancholy woman who could only blame others and blame others all day long. I was constantly looking for love on my journey, but no love was willing to stay for me. Maybe it's because I'm getting older, maybe it's because I've experienced something, but I'm not as good as before...