Does It Matter If You Don't Get It?

He remembered that she loved sweets, but ordered two cups of black coffee on the day they broke up. She said: "You even forgot that I don't eat coriander." He opened his mouth and didn't explain that he would secretly pick it out every time. Three years later, a friend handed me a letter, which contained movie ticket stubs he had left at her house in different years. On the back of each ticket was written: He didn't say he loved me today either. He suddenly realized that she was never the one who didn't understand love.