Loving is very tiring, why not choose to be loved?
I don't ask for peach blossoms, I just ask that the person I love likes me. Not long, a lifetime; not tired of anything.
Love is like an onion. As you peel it, there will always be a piece that will make you cry. The love of an angel is very short-lived. Once an angel has love, the journey of love will not be perfect. Love is like a gust of wind. When it comes, no one can stop it. When it leaves, no one can keep it.
It would be wrong to like you, but I don't want to like you right. When you can no longer have it, the only thing you can do is not forget it. When I encountered love, our relationship was still simple and raw.
The dusty past is like an old scar, always dripping with blood when bumped inadvertently. Like a gust of wind, passing through my birth, the moment I passed you.
One day you will know that life is not the same without me. I've loved and been hurt, that's it, it's time to accept it, what else do you want? Why did you leave me when I fell in love with you?
