Love is an eternal topic, and also a difficult puzzle. For thousands of years, how many people have been hurt by love, and how many have been trapped by it, yet they do not realize that sometimes love is actually very simple; it is our excessive thinking and worrying that complicates it. When you love him, you will hope to be his only one; when you love him, all your sacrifices are willingly made. When he no longer loves you, you feel that your world is full of coldness; when he no longer loves you, it is hard for you to break free from the shackles you have imposed on yourself; when he no longer loves you, perhaps what lingers in your heart is more unwillingness, more hatred. At this point, how much does love still remain? From the start to the end of love, is it your fault or his? What is the reason that made you let go of the hands that were once tightly clasped, that made the hearts that once beat as one drift apart, that turned the vows of love into fleeting memories, seemingly there but disappearing with the wind?
When a relationship ends, we always blame the other party excessively, as if it is only due to his indifference, recklessness, and lack of appreciation that this love gradually fades until it vanishes without a trace. Is it really like that? The end of a relationship has responsibilities on both sides; it’s just a matter of degree. It’s just the lack of communication over time and the lack of shared space, the lack of unwavering belief in love as before, the differences in concepts and ideas in each other's hearts, and the different lives desired that inevitably lead to differences. Without basic communication, how can this love not come to an end? Love is a double-edged sword; the ones who get hurt are not just one side. Men are not as strong emotionally as we imagine; they get hurt and feel pain too, and they also have nostalgia and memories for the past. It's just that men are more rational than women. It's just that a man's wounds only appear in moments of solitude, reflected in the flickering red firework smoke and furrowed brows.
Love should make both people happy. If it doesn't, continuing to love will only cause harm, making everyone unhappy. That kind of love is not good. When love no longer stands on your side, all we can do is let it go, let it find a place where it can survive! When he no longer loves you, you must also bless him. With love, there should be no hate. Love is beautiful, but hatred is ugly. Why let the best thing in life turn into something ugly? Don't feel it's unfair. Regarding parting, he loses someone who loves him, and you lose someone who doesn't love you, but you gain an opportunity to live again, to love again. When he no longer loves you, then let go of love, give yourselves a chance to live! But letting him go is also giving love a chance to live, leaving yourself a way out! Losing him means he loses someone who loves him, and you gain an opportunity to love again, to live again! Let go! For yourself!
In fact, love is just like that. Treat it calmly, accept it peacefully. When love comes and chooses you, cherish it with care; when the bond is broken and leaves you, bless it sincerely. Don't live with hatred, don't let love turn into revenge because of hate; this is not your original intention. Giving love a way out might later surprise you, as you'll discover that life without him can still be good. Then you realize that everything in this world isn't absolute; anyone who leaves can still live alone, and live well. What's more important than living? As long as you're willing to give love a way out and give yourself a retreat, why turn a comedy into a tragedy? Why turn something adorable into something hateful? Even if there is no perfect ending, after all, this life, you've spent some time in his heart. Why bind yourself so tightly with love until it strangles you? Love is just like that; don't exhaust yourself unnecessarily. Give love a way out!
Love, nothing is impossible, it depends on how you treat it. When necessary: give love a way out, it's actually very good. All stories are like dust; if the past flies away with the wind, how could there be any reminiscing? Lovers, when loving, should cherish the time spent together; when not loving, try not to disturb each other, because sometimes our love, once gone, will never return.
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