The Season I Miss Most

In this world, there will always be that one person who unknowingly becomes your deepest concern. That kind of care is like freedom, endless. That kind of care involves dependence, longing, habits, and tolerance. Such care feels very light in my heart, but it is too heavy to let go. They met in each other's most beautiful moments. A sigh of fate caused their love to lose its freedom. Happiness is forgotten by memory, sadness is awakened by time. Because she was close to him, even her smile was no longer monotonous. Because I miss her, even my breathing becomes sad. Maybe love really has nothing to do with happiness, but once you fall in love, who can let go easily? It's not that I'm afraid of leaving, I'm just afraid of missing you. I miss you when you are not around, and I miss you when I am not around. (Eyyyyyyyyy: Hello everyone, this article is being reorganized. Welcome to communicate with me. I hope you like it~~~~)