This may be the last article I wrote for my Nick, because I feel at a loss.
Nick, I have never told anyone why I like you, because I know that few people understand you, just as few people understand me. So I'm just saying that you're nice and nice to make people think I like you, that's all. But who knows, my endless love for you is beyond words.
But I have been following in your footsteps and walking side by side with you. I can't expect it at all. At first, I was one step behind you, and I deeply felt that you were walking and breathing hard. I was just about to give you a hand, but I found that you have adapted to this hard work and accelerated your speed. So you let me fall behind two steps, but before I get out of my memory, you let me fall behind three steps. "Only cowards don't forget the past." That's Nick, right? Sorry, I can't forget my memory. I am a coward. In this way, you gradually pulled away from me, but every time I ignored it and got used to this growing distance. I said to myself, "Actually, I'm only a few steps away from my little Nick. I'm sure I can catch up soon! " "After a long time, I will say," It's only a few dozen steps from my little Nick, not far. "
Dozens, hundreds, thousands of steps. ......
Nick, you know what? The wind is too strong, you are too fast. I was left on the road by you, and I can't find your familiar figure anymore. When your footsteps are getting weaker and farther away, I realize in a trance that I can't keep up with you anymore.
I do not love you anymore.
I said this sentence firmly and calmly. It's not that you are not good enough, but that you are too good for me to see. I don't think I have lost you forever. I just look at your vague back with a smile and wish you a pleasant journey.
Even without my company.
It seems to see you waving goodbye to everyone around you, and it seems to say that you don't need our company anymore. You are strong enough to go by yourself. The road ahead is too cold and rugged, and you are afraid that the people who love you can't stand it. Yes, I really can't stand that road. I may never want to walk with you again. So I stopped at the intersection where I said goodbye to your back and whispered, "Goodbye, little Nick."
Maybe you're not that fragile little nick anymore. Nick, I'm not qualified to judge who you are now. Because you have gone away from me.
Nick, from today on, I decided not to call you Little Nick. From now on, we are irrelevant people. You have to forget that when you are so sad that you can't breathe, someone stands beside you crying, but you have to remember that when you feel happy, someone is secretly happy for you.
You must be happy for me.
Nick, I used up my last love for you and wrote you goodbye. After writing this, I don't love you anymore.
What I can say now, as you can see, is less than one tenth of what I loved you at the beginning. So there is no doubt that there is nothing to do, so I will say goodbye to you.
Yes, it's time to say goodbye. I know no matter how much I love you, I can't live in a happy garden. But I am lucky enough to catch up with you in my life. Even if I can't walk to love again, even if I am forgotten on the endless road, I still smile and say, "Goodbye, little Nick, this is not parting."
Without you, I am very satisfied and happy.
Because even if I can't keep up with your footsteps, it is also a kind of happiness.
Bye, nick.
(I wrote it myself)