I later learned what it was like to really let go of someone.

It's not that it's empty but buzzing, it's not that there's a big piece of missing in my heart, but I go on with my life, eating, reading, playing games.

In the past, I always changed my signature and avatar early, and I kept struggling with whether to delete my contact information.

Now, too lazy to change, too lazy to change, too lazy to delete.

You are still in my heart, and when I think of you again, there are no waves. will not snicker or be lost, it is a person who has known him for a long time and has loved hard.

It turns out that I don't care if it's the last tenderness?

I like songs that sound faintly sad, just as I like that you have more tears than laughter these days, but it is no longer the strong, restless heart that you used to have. Time has passed, separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, very far away, if there is no you, you can no longer understand, and there is no way to know the missing.

During these times, I thought of two of the luckiest things.

One is that time has finally exhausted my love for you; One is that a long, long time later, one day I met you, and I wish you happiness.

I'm really a very pessimistic person, I will be inexplicably lost, I will be in a daze, and I will go through a lot of things in my head.

I took a lot of wrong paths, I made a lot of wrong choices, I stopped and stopped, I wandered in the same place.

I miss the old, I lack the courage to start, even if I am scarred and reluctant to let go.

I can't get along with myself, I'm constantly rubbing salt in old wounds, I'm a coward and I just want to escape from reality.

I'm so bad, how can I be worthy of love?

I lost and lost, I didn't care about it for a long time, I have a bad temper, an eccentric personality, a strong possessiveness and don't trust people.

All along, the things I cared about were not mine, I had too many emotions, it was my problem.

I don't want anything, I'm tired, I haven't had a good night's sleep in a long time.

Looking through the previous chat history, it seems to be understandable why every relationship I can't end well.

Before dating, and even at the beginning of dating, I don't lose my temper, I have interesting topics that I never seem to finish, and my tone and sentences are gentle, even if I get angry occasionally, I am coquettish.

However, as time went on, I became suspicious, jealous, quarrelsome, and anxious to prove that I was liked.

It's like a cold war again and again, waiting for the other party to coax me, and that's what I care about.

If I lack a sense of security, I will have a trace of satisfaction, and even mention breaking up again and again to force the other party to show that they care about me.

It seems that the more uncomfortable I hurt the other person, the more satisfied I am, I am not suitable for liking people, my extreme insecurity, my suspicion, sensitivity, and need companionship.

My low self-esteem and my duplicity pushed the people I liked farther and farther away again and again, and also pushed myself into the abyss.

Loving is hell, being loved is hell. But despite this, I still want to take myself like this with my hands.

It's not good enough, and even with.

But what can be done?

I just like her, I like her so much.

Even with a thorn, I had to hug her with all my might.

Because, when I needed her the most, it happened to appear, like a beam of light that illuminated my dark world.

Her appearance makes me believe that in this world, there will always be someone who will like you without hesitation and accept everything about you, no matter what you look like.

I am no longer afraid, I am no longer hesitant, because I know that this person is waiting for me not far away, and as long as I bravely walk towards her, I can have our own happiness.

Even though I have ever lost, I still believe in love and still look forward to her arrival.