Spring is the season of missing.
When the flowers bloomed, the breeze gently brushed my cheeks, and thoughts welled up in my heart, overflowing the lake in my heart, rippling with ripples.
In this spring, I once again miss you from afar, my soul confidant.
Looking back, we met on a calm summer afternoon.
At the time, I was sitting in that picturesque café and enjoying a strong cup of coffee.
As it happens, you've chosen this moment to find some serenity. We sat across from each other in silence, not familiar with each other, but looking at each other as if we had a heart.
At that moment, I felt like I had found my soul mate.
From then on, we had an intoxicating conversation.
There is wisdom and warmth in your eyes, and every answer is like agreeing with an unexpected source of wisdom, which makes me feel extremely gratified.
We weave affectionate pictures with our words, happily discussing all kinds of topics, from the trivial things of life to the mysteries of the universe.
Our spiritual world has blossomed in this strange city, splendid and beautiful.
Missing, like a spring flower, blooms gorgeous and delicate.
Whenever there is a hint of sadness in my heart, I find a quiet corner and gaze at the distant sky.
There, I will silently call your name, communicate with your heart, and transmit all my thoughts.
At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and every call was a warm conversation.
You are far away, your existence is like a star, lighting a beacon of hope for my life.
When I am lost in the whirlpool of life, you always reach out your hand and pull me back from the darkness.
Your support and encouragement are my strength to move forward. No matter what difficulties and setbacks I encounter, I am confident that with your company, I will be able to overcome everything.
As I immersed myself in the evening thoughts, the sun shone through the curtains and filled the room. When I close my eyes, I feel like I'm back in the café where I met you.
I savored the taste of that cup of rich coffee and recalled our conversations.
Those warm memories are like a picture album of memories, and when you open them, you can always find a happy harbor.
Even though you are not with me, you are always present in the depths of my heart.
You are like a shining star, guiding me in my life's journey. Whenever I'm confused, just look at the sky and you'll give me the answer.
Yes, you are me, the eternal confidant.
In this beautiful spring, I want to say thank you to thank you, thank you for your company and support, thank you for the wisdom and courage you have brought me. With you, I feel fearless.
The flowers are blooming, the breeze is blowing, and the thoughts are surging. You from afar, in my heart, will always be the existence that communicates with my soul.
Let us continue to taste the beauty of life together and write the symphony of our hearts with words. No matter how time passes, we will always be each other's watchmen.
You are me, my eternal confidantLet us continue to grow together in the spring of longing and yearn for the distance together.
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