Silent night, alone, here I am, quietly thinking about life. At times, I seemed to become unusually quiet, so cold that I could easily overwhelm others.
I didn't mean to, it was just a way for me to protect myself, a true portrayal of my inner vulnerability. I don't think anyone likes to be vulnerable all the time.
However, my heart was as cold as the frost and snow of a winter night, and the frozen memories shone faintly in the darkness. When night fell, it was as if I had been abandoned on a lonely planet, swallowed up by silence and darkness.
My heart is cold, what else can be warm?Maybe only those memories of the past, those beautiful moments, can bring me a little comfort. However, they are only memories after all, and they cannot change the situation I am now.
In this world, I seem to have lost all enthusiasm and energy. I tried to find a new meaning in life, but in the end, I found that I could no longer face the world the way I used to. I seem to have been crushed by the indifference and ruthlessness of this world.
But I still firmly believe that there is always a glimmer of hope in life. Even though I have become so vulnerable and helpless now, one day, I will find that warmth that belongs to me. At that time, I will no longer be the same person surrounded by loneliness and apathy, but the energetic and resilient person.
Therefore, on this silent night, I will continue to move forward and find my own warmth. Because I know that only I can bring true warmth and strength to myself.