The heart is tired, no matter who is tired, the love is broken, no matter who is nostalgic. (True inner portrait)

The most hurtful thing is not that you told me you don't love me anymore. But you never told me you loved me. For you, I rejected others. When I turned around, I was hurt by your insignificant expression.
When you hurt others, you also hurt yourself.
Suddenly, I really want to be drunk because my heart is broken.
Suddenly I feel sleepy because of my exhaustion.
You treat me like a doll. When you get tired of playing with it, throw it away.
I am unable to dodge your ruthlessness. I can only let you break my heart. It is only my fault that I put you in my heart without your permission.
I don't understand, since you never loved me. And why should you choose to be with me? And why are you so indifferent to me when I can't live without you?
Just to play with my emotions? But, is it really fun?
My heart is full of you, but you never take me into your heart.
Perhaps, maybe, probably, it has always been my wishful thinking, acting alone in my own drama. But, I really got into it. But you are always watching the show.
The song ended and everyone dispersed. You turned around and left coolly, leaving me crying alone.
My heart is broken, my heart is broken, my heart is dead.
I won't talk about love again from now on.
I once naively thought that love was beautiful and sweet. Only now do I realize that feelings don't have to be sincere. It's just exhausting, it's just heartbreaking. You give sincerely, but what you get in return is hurt.
Hehe...
Perhaps, this is the true face of love!
But why are there tears flashing in my eyes...
Maybe it's cowardice...
No...
Only I know in my heart, it's because I care too much about you and rely too much on you. But you don't understand at all.
Actually, I knew it would end like this from the beginning. But I still keep you deeply in my heart.
Perhaps, until I no longer love you, you will forget my existence.
Perhaps, until I shed tears, you have never seen my tears.
Because, you have never had me in your heart.
For you, I ignore other people's pursuits.
In exchange, it was the news of goodbye without saying goodbye in one day.
It turns out that I have always been just a dispensable doll in your heart.
You are the person I love and the person who hurts me the most.
Why? ? ? ? ?
Forgetting someone is harder than loving someone.
Why good things are always short-lived.
I think the ending of the story should be told by me, the supporting character!
Goodbye, my love. What should be let go should still be let go.