When I was a child, whenever I heard my parents talk about their love story, I always felt a sense of envy and yearning. They are so affectionate, so tacit, as if they are a pair destined by God. I always secretly swore that I would also find someone who loved me as much as they did, and I would walk with them for the rest of my life.
However, the reality is often not as good as it could be. I'm an ordinary girl, so ordinary that I couldn't be more ordinary. After graduating from junior high school, I chose to leave my hometown to pursue my dreams. Although life in a foreign country is full of challenges and difficulties, I still have a yearning for love.
Until one day, I met him, a sunny and handsome boy named Jay. We met in college, and he started a passionate pursuit of me, which made me feel happier and happier than ever. I thought that I had finally found my true love, and I thought that we would go on forever.
However, fate is so unpredictable. Our relationship did not go as smoothly as I imagined, but was full of twists and turns and tribulations. There are more and more contradictions and frictions between us, and our quarrels and cold wars are becoming more and more frequent.
Eventually, in my first year of junior high school, I chose to go back to my parents' home alone. When my mom and dad saw me, they both had worried and distressed expressions on their faces. They persuaded me to let go and stop struggling with this unhappy relationship.
Baby, if you don't have a good time, just leave! You're still young, don't grieve yourself. My mother gently patted me on the shoulder, her eyes full of helplessness and distress. "Yes, baby, we just want you to be happy. Don't hurt yourself with an unworthy relationship. Dad followed suit.
I listened to my parents' words and burst into tears. They cared for me so much, loved me so much, I couldn't bear to let them worry about me. But is it really that easy to let go? I don't know, and I don't dare to make a decision lightly.
Back in my room, I sat quietly on the edge of the bed, pondering. I think back to the bits and pieces between us, and to the sweetness and happiness we once had. I know it's not that I don't love him, it's just that there are so many problems between us that I don't know what to do.
Finally, on a quiet night, I decided to have a thorough conversation with him. We sat on the balcony, dotted with stars dotting the night sky, and I spoke my heart to him. I told him that I didn't want to put myself and him in pain anymore, and I wanted us to be able to let go and live well.
He was silent for a moment, then hugged me tightly. He said that he has been working hard for our future, but maybe we really don't fit together. He said he didn't want me to suffer for him anymore and that he wanted me to find my own happiness.
I burst into tears, and I knew that our story had come to an end. Although I felt a little reluctant, I felt a sense of relief and relief. I know that only by letting go can I welcome a new life and a new happiness.
Now, I'm back at my parents' home and starting my life all over again. Mom and Dad still care about me, and their love makes me feel extremely happy and warm. I know that as long as I have them by my side, I will not feel alone and lost.
I believe that every experience is a part of life, and every time you let go is for a better future. I will cherish the happiness in front of me and strive to chase my own dreams until I find the person who truly loves me, until I have my own happy ending.
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