— and now it seems,—these are the best testimonies of our separation.
The bits and pieces of the past, like a candle in the wind, gradually dimmed in the swaying until they are extinguished;
I once loved you deeply, let me forget it, the memories are so unforgettable, like fine sand slowly slipping from between the fingers, completely returned to the sea, the need to disappear needs to go through a long growth, waiting for the silk attachment flowing in the long river of years, drawing layers of ripples in the depths of my heart.
Resolutely changed his bad temper, just to be able to join hands with you in every beautiful moment, and the call left there and the invisible you have become an unapproachable past, between us, completely severing our once closeness, repeatedly exhausting my last trace of strength, the trust and warmth between us collapsed, every word, every sound, like a sharp blade to cut the sweetness and warmth of the past, to smash those former vows and promises.
Your relationship with him is complex and unique, and you may have a deep bond with him, sometimes intimate, sometimes inseparable.
Those laughter and tears, those days of mutual support and dependence, are all empty in this sudden disappearance, and every word written, a sharp knife pierces deep into the heart, making us feel painful.
However, fate is so tricky, we still come to the end of separation, no matter how much we have loved each other, no matter how many ups and downs we have experienced, there is a rift that can no longer be repaired, leaving traces that knock on the feelings we have passed, and we can not turn back.
Whenever I think of those sweet times, my heart hurts like a knife, and suddenly I think of unforgettable love, I can touch the temperature of the past, and feel the moments of joy or sadness, which can only be turned into endless thoughts and thoughts, precipitated in our hearts, and become more and more precious.
A freewheeling game?
How much do I occupy in your heart?
It's a pity that this question is an irrational experiment, a documentary of water melting, and a false proposition with no answers, which makes the soul fall into endless thinking and pursuit, and admires life.
I have done everything I can with you, and the back of the departure looks so chic and beautiful, but now I am like a defeated soldier
Mired in a lost mire, the fog gradually disperses through the air until there is no trace.
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