How painful is it to give up on someone who has been in love for nearly a decade? Maybe I can sympathize with that feeling a little, but maybe just a little bit. Just a trivial empathy. It was as if I had been waiting for the teenager for years in my memory. Over the course of a long time, no one could understand how sad I was for her to wake up from a dream. No one can understand or imagine staring at the ceiling in tears.
Love has always been an irrational private matter. As an outsider, although I can see more clearly, I can't taste it in the end, and I can't cure the heaviness of that feeling. In the past ten years, she endured years of long-distance love, fulfilled the boy's extraordinary wishes, and given her enough time to fight and struggle, but in the end he still failed to give her a clear future. If the boy can't give her a future, she will plan her own future and even pave the way, waiting for the boy to come home and marry her.
It wasn't until the moment she said goodbye that the boy seemed determined to go back. I don't know if the boy will feel sad the moment she says goodbye. After all, he had lost the good girl who had waited for him for ten years. All I know is that it took her two days to wash her face in tears, and he blamed himself for telling me: I felt like a scumbag, liked him so much, and finally had to marry someone else. Well, if a man really loves a woman, how could he be willing to make her wait so confused and anxious, girls, wake up.
In this materialistic age, what's so hard about saying I love you in the fast food world? Love is a two-way street, giving and sacrificing. Compromise something for the sake of loving you, you see it in your eyes, put it in your heart, cherish me in other ways, and try to prevent me from compromising for the same thing in the future. Tomorrow, you will devote great efforts to creating a small surprise for me, just to satisfy my little vanity and ostentatious romance. Moved to tears, I will engrave your kindness on the wall of the ventricle and cherish it very much, so that I can love you more and be more grateful.
Because we are all growing, more or less changed, becoming more mature, knowing more about the future we want, love is no longer the most important. In this process, if two people can grow up together and move forward together, it will be an enviable teenager because he is too precious. This kind of adolescent love stops at youth and can only be supported by the diligence of the past. Now the days are gone, and they can no longer see each other's efforts and dedication. I like it desperately, but I can't stop arguing and complaining. It's not easy for us to pursue feelings. After crying and pain, time will dilute your sadness and new feelings will heal your wounds. May you be well in love.