In the middle of the night, loneliness and guilt were like two invisible hands, holding me tightly. I painfully realized that I had accidentally lost her. She, the one who made me find extraordinary meaning in ordinary life, the one who allowed me to find companionship and joy in the long journey of life, disappeared into my world.
I couldn't stand the pain. I miss her smile, that smile as warm as the sun, can dispel all the gloom in my heart. I miss her voice, that silky voice, can soothe all the waves in my heart. I miss her presence, the presence that is as calm as water and as real as a mirror, allowing me to find my reflection in the complex world.
What should I do?How do I get her back?I frantically searched every nook and cranny, every place where she might exist. I look for her shadow in the crowd, I catch her breath in the wind, I call her name in my dreams.
However, she never showed up. I began to doubt myself, I began to doubt the world. I doubt that I have the ability to love, and I doubt that the world has the ability to contain my love.
However, I can't give up. I can't give up looking for her, I can't give up hope. Because I know that it is only through perseverance and hard work that I can get her back. It is only through endless pursuit that I can relive those good times. It is only through deep reflection and change that I can prove that my love for her is genuine, deep, and timeless.
So I'm going to keep going, I'm going to keep looking. I will use my courage and determination to find the person I lost until I find her.