He said, it's not that I don't want to love, it's not that I dare not love. I'm afraid love is also a kind of injury. Seek the content of the whole poem. . . .

There will always be times like this, okay? Just for love? Sneak away? Hiding from the shadows? Which one can't escape Silent feelings? Wandering in the moonlight? Wandering in your sleep? Emotional things? Often say don't understand? Don't you want to love? Don't you love it? Afraid? Love is also a kind of injury.