The Origin of a Thought

When I was successful and famous, the person who kissed me, hugged me, and cared about me was the next day, uncharacteristically, he handed me a bank card and hugged other girls. I was also invited to witness the happy moment of their engagement. I walked away and lost contact. But he searched for me all over the world, hugging me with scarlet eyes and refusing to let go. Said I was the love of his life.