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In my heart, there is a dusty relationship, and that is the story of me and him.

In my heart, there is a dusty relationship, and that is the story of me and him.

We used to be blind dates, boyfriend and girlfriend who had officially talked for a while. At that time, we fell in love with each other and spent many sweet times together. However, happiness is always short-lived. One day, he suddenly proposed to break up. At that time, it was like a bolt from the blue, and I couldn't accept this fact at all.

In my heart, there is a dusty relationship, and that is the story of me and him.
In my heart, there is a dusty relationship, and that is the story of me and him.

When I asked why, he said that dating was too time-consuming and affected his work. It's not that I don't understand his struggles, his future is important, and I don't want to be a stumbling block for him. So, I reluctantly agreed to his request, and we broke up.

In my heart, there is a dusty relationship, and that is the story of me and him.
In my heart, there is a dusty relationship, and that is the story of me and him.

Despite the breakup, we still maintain a friendly connection. He would talk to me once in a while, and I always tried my best to respond to him. Our relationship seems to stay at the boundary of friends, but in my heart, there is always an emotion for him. Time passed quickly, his job gradually stabilized, perhaps it was the work that brought him satisfaction and security, and he suddenly found me again. He said he wanted to get back together and wanted to start our relationship again. I was a little overwhelmed by mixed feelings.

In my heart, there is a dusty relationship, and that is the story of me and him.
In my heart, there is a dusty relationship, and that is the story of me and him.

But in the end, I said yes. In the days after getting back together, I tried to re-engage myself in the relationship. Every night before going to bed, I asked him to say "I love you" to me, however, he always forgot to respond to me. I began to wonder if his feelings for me really existed.

In my heart, there is a dusty relationship, and that is the story of me and him.
In my heart, there is a dusty relationship, and that is the story of me and him.

Later, I learned from a friend that he had gotten together with another girl shortly after we broke up. They haven't been together for long, and now they've broken up. The moment I heard the news, my heart was like a knife. It turned out that I was not his only reliance, but only his spare tire.

In my heart, there is a dusty relationship, and that is the story of me and him.
In my heart, there is a dusty relationship, and that is the story of me and him.

After this period of precipitation and thinking, I gradually understood a truth: love is not the whole and the only meaning of life. Although I used to love him deeply, I have slowly let him go now.

I will no longer force myself to be with him, and I hope that he will find the happiness that truly belongs to him. Now I still believe in the existence of love.

I know that one day, I will meet someone who is truly worth my efforts. And he is just an episode in my life, and I will recall this past with gratitude and blessings.

In my heart, there is a dusty relationship, and that is the story of me and him.