Many people look forward to beautiful love, but when love comes, we are unconscious, like three meals a day, sunrise and sunset. Only when you lose, when you think back to the bits and pieces you spent together, do you understand that maybe it is love. As "There was once a sincere love in front of me, but I didn't cherish it until I lost it, and if I had another chance, I would say three words to the girl, I love you." ”
Maybe love is a colorless and tasteless poison, when together, noisy, lost to understand the true meaning of love, simple companionship may not be the love we expect, but long-term companionship of love, but the other side of my expectations. The best I met the best of you, maybe our encounter, is love.
In high school, we were simple and optimistic. At that time, our love was a love letter, two words of good night, three words of I love you. The likes of two people are long-term appreciation, mutual help in learning, or optimism in life attitudes, breakfast together, sunrise together, river breeze blowing together...
Later, we went to different cities, although still in contact, missed, but can no longer find the original feeling, no surprise, no so-called romance, our feelings added some elements, we lost to age, reality.
When we have to take on the corresponding responsibilities, think about the future life, our love also changes, still young we are no longer simple, our love has become the bread based on the needs, the topic of discussion is more mature, the commitment is more reliable, not to say some sweet words, more than a worry, a sense of protection, a sense of dependence, a lot of things began to sprout, we learn to let go, began to ask their hearts...
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Time is a good medicine, but also a ruthless executioner, the thought is deeper than before, slowly have a feeling of heartache, we still care, but it is not the love we want now, we begin to think about each other, learn to bless.