No Tears, No Nonsense

If love is inherently melancholic, will those who flock to it all end up tragically? If love is lonely, it's much like the light of a train leaving the city, tearing through the darkness of the mountains, carrying burning hearts toward their loved ones, never looking back, never turning back! The spring chills and autumn warmth of those fleeting years have, over the years, become the absurd fabrications of lovers. The drizzle and umbrellas at the school gate, the radiant laughter of someone like a child—all fade into the dim light of a deep alley after they leave. The sound of the roller shutter tearing through the night sky scares away the gatherings and dispersals of stray cats on the wall… Some people love too deeply and too late, some love too sincerely. Love is always so beautiful yet fragile. When it warms people, it's like wrapping your scarf tightly in late autumn; when it stings people, it's like walking barefoot through thorns, or swallowing the bitter waters of three lifetimes! Unrequited love drives one mad, while the loss of what one has left one heart empty. Later, love became an emptiness, an emptiness in thought, an emptiness in writing… The two walked separately along the overpass and underpass, lost in the bustling traffic of the street, never to embrace again… I'm crying, and I'm talking nonsense. You write very well, the words are painful, I shouldn't have seen them.

I watched it a few days ago, and the sense of identification was really strong. It even reminded me of my first love, who was also a jerk! But much worse than Orange! It took me about a year or half a year to get over it. Back then, I could cry just hearing the song. I went through several relationships, but I got stuck in a vicious cycle of novelty. Now I don't date anymore and focus on anime characters! I suddenly remembered a line from an anime where the male protagonist replied to a love letter: "Take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror, you're a three-dimensional being."

I'm starting to choose to love someone, or on the path to loving someone. I'm afraid of getting hurt, afraid of separation, afraid of arguing, and most of all, afraid of not loving.

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