In the long river of life, everyone has been more or less contaminated with the poison of longing. This venom, once it invades the heart, it is difficult to eradicate, it makes people sleepless at night, restless at day, often inadvertently, recalling those profound past. Love, especially after loss, is often the most poisonous source of longing.
Every love leaves a unique mark on a person's life, and when this love becomes a thing of the past, these imprints turn into seeds of longing and quietly take root in the heart. The bits and pieces of memory are like delicate paintings, and the colors increase over time.
Maybe it's an unintentional encounter, a laugh drifting in the wind, or the warmth of holding an umbrella together in a sudden rainstorm, or those quiet nights, the two whisper to the stars, sharing each other's dreams and futures. These fragments are replayed in my mind, and every time I think about it, it is like re-experiencing it, and the emotion is still vivid, which makes people feel both warm and painful.
When love is gone, all that remains is memories and blanks, and the poison of longing begins to creep in. Losing a loved one is like losing a part of your soul, and the emptiness and pain are indescribable. Every moment of daily life will unconsciously look for that familiar figure, and the other person's voice seems to be constantly echoing in the ears, and all this can only be infinitely looped in the bottom of the heart, untouchable.
This pain is a nostalgia for the happy times of the past and a lament for the possibilities of the future. In the dead of night, thoughts come like a tide, washing over the persistence and reason in their hearts, and people can't help but fall into those sweet and painful memories, unable to extricate themselves.
Although the poison of longing is ferocious, time is the best antidote. As time passes, those memories that were once unforgettable begin to fade, and the pain in my heart will slowly lessen. New experiences and responsibilities in life will force people to move forward, and gradually, the shadow of the past is no longer dominant, but becomes a faint chapter in the heart.
In the process, we learn to accept, learn to let go, and learn to re-examine ourselves. This growth is painful, but it is also necessary. It makes us understand that while some people may only be able to accompany us on a journey, the lessons and memories they give will be the motivation for us to keep going.
The deepest horror of the poison of longing is that it makes people indulge in the past and cannot extricate themselves. And true self-salvation lies in finding oneself and reshaping the meaning of life. It takes a deep start from within, to rediscover that self that is independent of anyone else.
In the process of rebuilding our minds, we may pick up old hobbies or try new ways of life. In the process, new relationships and experiences rejuvenate our lives, and past love becomes a reason to be stronger.
Although the poison of longing will never disappear completely, it will eventually be replaced by the brilliance of a new life. In the days to come, when we look back at the past, those past pains and goodness will form a part of our lives and make us more complete ourselves.
The poison of longing teaches us to cherish the people in front of us, to understand the impermanence of life, and to understand that every experience, whether happy or sad, is precious. When we find balance and happiness in our new lives, those toxins that were once transformed into a profound power that will allow us to go further and more determined on the road ahead.
Missing is the poison left to us by love, and it is also a medicine. It makes us miserable and it also makes us grow. In this complex emotion, we learn to let go, learn to grow, and learn to start anew. Along the way, we carry the love of the past, go to the unknown future, and continue our journey with a more mature and powerful heart.
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