If sincerity is a kind of harm, I choose lies; If a lie is a kind of injury, I choose silence; If silence is a kind of injury, I choose to leave.
If the loss is painful, are you afraid to pay?
If confusion is bitter, will you choose to end it?
If the pursuit is bitter, will you choose stubbornness?
If separation is painful, who do you confide in?
Good things were only seen later. Many things didn't feel bitter at that time, but they just couldn't find their way.
There is a kind of love, obviously deep love, but I can't say it.
There is a kind of love that obviously wants to give up, but it can't.
There is a kind of love that you know is suffering, but you can't let go.
There is a kind of love, knowing that there is no way out, but the heart can't be taken back. I cried at the moment I decided to give up on you. My tears proved that I really love you.
Loving you is not a game. I really love you. I can't forget you. Whether our solution is perfect or not. What is courage? Crying for you to love me or crying for you to leave. A man's confidence comes from a woman's admiration for him, and a woman's arrogance comes from a man's admiration for her.
Never train the man you love. You trained him so well that there were only two results: he looked down on you or was stolen from you. You don't need to be too smart to pursue a person, but you must be extremely smart to leave! ! Why do we never know to cherish the people in front of us? In the unpredictable reunion, we thought that there would always be a reunion, and there would always be an opportunity to say sorry, but we never thought that every time we waved goodbye, it might be a farewell, and every sigh might be the last sigh on earth.
Maybe a woman's loneliness is so vulnerable. If a man reaches out to me, if his fingers are hot. It doesn't matter to me who he is. This is especially true for men. If a woman appears in his heart, she just needs to be hot. Maybe love is just because of loneliness, and you need to find someone to love, even if there is no ending. The wound is a shame given by others and an illusion of persistence. A woman like me always appears in her feelings in the form of a problem. I found that I can only love one person at a time. And gradually become selfish. Many people don't need to meet again, because they are just passing by. Forgetting is the best memory we give each other.
Love can be temporary or lifelong. Everyone can fall in love with different people at different times. No one can live without us. Forgetting makes us strong. Creatures like humans, if you look closely, will find that they are scarred.