I forgot where I saw this sentence: If you don't love someone, please let go so that others have the chance to love her. If the person you love abandons you, please take care of yourself and give others the opportunity to love someone else. This straightforward statement is very reasonable and helps people learn how to approach feelings.
Things that are not yours will never belong to you no matter how much you worry about them. Things that are yours will always be yours even if you are obsessed with them. Love is a song in life that will never end.
In life, we may experience many kinds of love, but we must never let love become a form of harm. Life is full of fateful encounters, and partings seem to be predetermined by fate. Some encounters are destined to be lost, some are destined to never have good results. However, I still hope for a miracle. Loving someone does not necessarily mean possessing them, but if you possess someone, you should love them well. It's easy to say, but hard to do when it comes to practice. Try it yourself.
If sincerity is hurtful, choose deception; if deception is harmful, choose silence; if silence is damaging, choose to leave; if love is painful, don't get close. In many situations, things aren't as simple because you don't have the choice.
If losing is bitter, would you be afraid to give? If being infatuated is sweet, would you choose to stop? If pursuing is bittersweet, would you choose to turn back? If separation is painful, who would you confide in? Many things only become clear later on, and many things didn't feel sweet at the time. But now, I can't find my way back. There is a kind of love that is clearly deep, yet cannot reach perfection; there is a kind of love that you know you should let go, yet are unwilling to separate; there is a kind of love that you know is tormenting, yet cannot forget; there is a kind of love that you know has no future, yet your heart refuses to move on.
Love is not a game because we can't play it. Love is sincere giving, but forgetting sincerely is impossible. No matter where the destination is, I think we should all keep a bit of pure beauty in our hearts. I've never been serious with anyone before, but suddenly I find myself deeply in love with you. That feeling is hard to express in words; is it joy? Is it sorrow? You ask me to forget, but can love really be stopped just like that? If it could, then it wouldn't be called love. Perhaps people lack the courage to face the harsh reality. What exactly is this lack of courage? Is it crying out for you to hate me? Or is it crying out for you to leave? Probably there is no correct answer at that moment.
Smoking, loving, and getting hurt are inevitable. Don't say "I love you" lightly, because promises made are debts incurred. A mouse said to a cat, "I love you," and the cat replied, "Go away." The mouse left in tears, but no one saw that the cat also shed a tear after the mouse left. There is a kind of love called letting go.
If you were a drop of tear in my eye, I would never cry because I'm afraid of losing you.
A kite will only fly for one string in its entire life. Men's changing faces, women's changing mouths. The leaves' departure is the wind's pursuit or the tree's non-retention. Is it a deeply sorrowful love or a faintly sorrowful love? The fish said, "You can't see my tears because I am in the water." The water replied, "I can feel it because you are inside me." In the world of love, there is no absolute right or wrong, only who doesn't cherish whom. In this world, there is a kind of emotion that lingers in memory but can only pass each other by. No matter how much hatred there was, no matter who turned around gently, eventually, we will return to those sorrowful times, slowly erasing the phone number that once conveyed sweet words, unable to hear its ringing sound again, powerless to dial that number again. We always see others playing sweet roles, leaving our own tears in others' romances while we remain unnoticed protagonists, using loneliness to highlight others' loves, performing others' expressions. Finally, we realize that love is just like the beautiful outfit on a model, looking stunning on others but becoming an ugly costume on ourselves.
It's not loneliness that lies, love isn't something you seek when it's missing or replace when you're tired. Life isn't a movie for one person; it's two people together making it work. Time slips away outside the window, and people grow old in time. Wrinkles spread across their faces. Turning around gently leads to hatred for the breakup, shutting oneself out, and shutting love out...
Just that one turn, often becomes an eternal farewell!!!
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