I Don't Know the Taste in the Clouds

Sometimes feelings come so easily and disappear so easily. Sometimes, you feel that that person is waiting for you in a dimly lit place, but that person just turns around and leaves, or does not exist at all, and only exists in your mind's imagination; Sometimes, you feel that that person doesn't exist at all, but that person is waiting for you silently where you can't see him. He will come or not. What comes is fate, and what doesn't come is also because of fate. Seven years ago, "I like you" and "I hate you" and then he fell out of love. Seven years later, "I like you" "I..." "No rejection"