I Am a Lonely Traveler

I am a lonely traveler and have long been accustomed to traveling alone in crowded cities. I have seen false warmth and experienced the reality of people leaving for tea. I no longer expect anyone to stay with me for a long time. I thought that in this life I would just wander all the way, closing my heart, and growing old alone. Until I met him. He broke into my desolate journey and tried to heal the scars of my long journey alone. But wanderers are born without a destination, their heartbeats are accidental, and it is too difficult to stay together. There are thousands of fireworks in the world, and some people hope that I will take root, but in my bones, I will always yearn for the distance. A relationship that is constantly tugging in reality, a game between a lonely traveler and the mortal world.