Missing out on the confession of a crush, counts as love, if not, why is my world all hers

Twenty years ago, she was young and beautiful, I had just graduated from high school, and on a fortuitous afternoon, I met her. She and her aunt learned to cut, and I went to the tailor's shop to find her aunt to help mend clothes, and just like that, I asked her and she answered a sentence and got to know each other. She was very white, and her slightly chubby figure and well-behaved temperament made me instantly feel good about her.

Since then, I seem to be unable to control myself, I always want to see her with her, even if I say a few words is a happy thing, I have nothing to do to go to the tailor's shop, even if I don't see her, I don't feel superfluous. I am more than one meter seven tall, she is one meter sixty-three, there is nothing to argue with her height is to get close to her body, she knows that I have bad thoughts but does not refuse me to make bad, I know, she also has a good feeling for me, tacitly agree with each other. All this, her sisters and aunts all looked into their eyes, and from time to time secretly lit the fire, but we all pretended not to cooperate.

After more than a year, I became good friends with her, and we talked about each other, we recognized each other, with good intentions, but only the mouth was only a confession. We also agreed to go to Shenzhen together to work hard and keep in touch.

In 2000, I went to Guangdong with her, we separated because of the type of work, she and her friends went to the shoe factory, and I became a seaman.

Life is like a bow archery without looking back, only the rivers and lakes determine your success or failure, I arrived on the boat, all the hardships are nothing, and the thoughts of her are wave after wave without stopping, dead as sleep, our crew each time out to sea for half a year and a long time, it is not easy to return to the shore, hurried and unable to contact, then there is no mobile phone want to meet how easy it is. And just like that, I haven't seen her in six years. I also went home during this time, but every time I went to look for her, I missed the time, and later I learned that she had someone else, and the miss was just an excuse that she didn't want to see me. I read the letter she left with her aunt, and she said she waited for me to confess to her, until the clothes of the sunset were rotten, the tallest building in Shenzhen was capped, and I was disappointed that my ship was lost. My heart suddenly seemed to be shattered by the fierce waves, but there was no direction, and all the beautiful moments of determination were gone!

After that, I never bothered her again, and for a long time I healed myself, remembering the time with her, happy and lost. Some people say that love is heart-to-heart, wordless affection, but we have one less confession.