You will meet many people in your life, and some people will affect your life. After experiencing a lot of vigorous love, I was moved by their process. But we can hardly wait for the end of love, so we hurried back to the original point.
Life is like this, I don't know what will happen. Because life is composed of thousands of stories. We have to bear different endings, we can't be sentimental, we can only silently pay homage to our love after everything is over.
I used to think that two people were very happy together, but when it was all over, I finally understood that two people who didn't love each other were very painful together. He once told me that I feel very tired with you. Maybe it was a mistake for us to be together.
I suddenly realized that the result of adding one I equal to him is sadness, and the result of subtracting one I equal to him is freedom. Since we no longer have each other, it will be easier for everyone to let go.
I always like to sit by the window and watch the people coming and going below. Light a cigarette and watch me walk through the smoke. At that time, I was addicted to smoking for one person, and I felt that I was going to spit out all the depression in my heart. But I smoked too much and began to have a headache and nausea. Although I relied on it, I began to be afraid of it. Cigarettes are like love. You will feel excited when you taste them for the first time. Once you get caught up in it, you will get hurt.
Later, for another person, I began to stop relying on cigarettes. The sweetness of love made me forget all the pain in the past. Life is simple and happy now. I don't know how long this life can last, but I know that at least now I am happy.
Two people in love are very comfortable together. You don't need too many words, just a look or a shallow smile, you can understand each other's feelings. I found that everything I saw before was just a fragment.
Now, a result that he adds one I equals is satisfaction, and a result that he subtracts one I equals is loneliness.
If I were a tear in his eyes, I would slide across his face and his lips. If he were a tear in my eye, I wouldn't let him fall, because I am afraid of losing him.