That day you sent a message and asked me: Would you be willing to give us another chance?
I was singing with a friend at the time, and when I saw this message, I was stunned. My long-dead heart, just a short sentence for you, stirred up ripples. For many years, I dreamed back at midnight and did Daydreaming again and again, I hope that one day we can start again, and now this dream has come true, come true in the day and night expectation, and I ~ but bewildered ---
Should I agree? The answer is so incontestable. Now I am not sure. I ’m not in love, I ’m not missing the thought, the love is still there, the thought has n’t changed, it ’s just something. The shape has slowly changed over time.
During the time of the breakup, I found that I could not forget your presence by any means, so I turned to hate your existence and blocked any news from you. I chose not to listen, but I asked you about it and I denied What you give to me, everything you give me, I let myself spend it in hating you, more, no, accurate, they mention your name and words.
In those days, there was no place for you in my life, and my life was set up like never before.
You ca n’t believe how strongly I hypnotized myself and hated you, so strong that I forgot I was because I loved you so much.
It lasted for three years. In the past three years, I couldn't stop hating you. I put on a mask and pretended to be cured in front of them. After I took off the mask, only I knew that the hate was so hypocritical and so commercial.
It reminds me relatively that hate is the existence of love. If I stop trying to hate you, then I don't think I will forget you ~
So this injunction I ordered was abolished by myself three years later, and I started to accept whether you have been through these years, whether you are happy or not, about your feelings, your work, your studies, these were once The information blocked by me was passed back to my ears one after another.
I instantly understood that some things ca n’t be easily taken away by time, and the wounds I want to heal are not forgotten with age, but I love and hate them, but the feeling at that time was still so strong It ’s like an invisible button. Touch it lightly. The heart that controls this feeling is unconsciously adjusted to the scene at the time. This memory always carries deep pain and endless tears ~
I watched the mobile phone news in a daze, the screen seemed to turn into a player, showing our once quickly in front of me, I was stupid, I was hesitant, I hesitated, my long-term expectations became doubts, my fear was suppressed The joy that can be restored.
Ten years, our past is ten years ago, I admit that I can't forget, I admit that I was defeated in your memories, and I admit that in this life, I am destined to let your figure stay in my heart ~
But are we really going to do it again? What am I afraid of? I am afraid that our wounds have not yet reunited, but we will sprinkle salt. I am afraid I will be tied to the shadow of the past and cause another period of unhappiness , And cover up the past period of happiness, although very incomplete, but happy, although it is hurt, but happy ~
I know that my courage has shrunk as I get older, I have set up an automatic protective wall early, and I am afraid that I will suffer the same injury at any time, so I ~~~ refused!
I return to you with a heavy but firm: I ’ll do it again? God knows how much I want to promise, but ~ you know I will refuse, yes! I refuse, we were too young at the beginning, so we will not cherish it, always bring The other side hurts, I often think, if our love is not so early, is it not that we will love each other in such a naive way, will the end be so unfortunate? Today, many years later, I am still alive In the past, I have n’t made progress, so I do n’t think we will come back again, and the past will not repeat itself. Today, I am still as naive and immature as I was then, and I still do n’t know what the cherished reality is, even if I am weak It ’s better to live in memories and not grow up. If I could choose again, I would rather we be friends forever.
After returning the message, I was wondering, so what did I insist on here? What can't I forget? What is masochistic? It took a year like this, and Mangmu followed the shadows of the past, knowing that he couldn't go back Now, knowing that I ca n’t take it back, but I still waited stupidly, what are you waiting for? I ca n’t help but feel that I ’m ridiculous, my heart is starting to heavy again, and I am always losing myself ~
You returned to me: Are you mature? I think so, and wanting to come back is an extravagant hope! I don't have that confidence anymore! We are still suitable to be friends, forever friends, and bless you.
I hurriedly hid in the toilet with my mobile phone, and sat on the floor holding my mobile phone in tears. I said that I had been set up a switch to control this situation, as long as I accidentally touched it, except for pain or pain ~ No medicine can cure ~~~
Until now, your name is still a keyword, and a little mention can stir your heart. It is clear that our distance is not far, but no one dares to remind anyone, and can only look at each other from a distance. Happiness, even if you can give each other happiness, it is not me or you, anyway, as long as we can each have happiness ~~~