It's not that I can't live without you.

  Six years. I spent three years trying to forget, repeatedly giving up, thinking I was about to succeed. But then you appeared, stirring up waves in my heart. I know I might need more time to forget in the future, because this time the meaning might be different. Looking through the messages, searching for past traces, I suddenly realized we don't even have enough memories left. What made me persist for so long? I always assumed it was the feeling of chatting. You see, I can even weave a story in my mind about my connections with other people. It's not that I can't live without you. In short, I was too sentimental. I can live in my own world, lamenting lost relationships with different people, but you're the one I cherish the most. And from now on, memories will only be memories.

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