Is it an oath or a lie?

In the end, you still abandoned me, as if you no longer felt any surprise. The warnings from friends have come true. In the casino of my love and hate for you, I won, but it was so painful... A cold wind blew through my hair, blurring my vision, and everything turned into my most beautiful memories, sealed away in a cold winter.

For no reason at all, one hand after another reached out to me, leaving me utterly confused. I love you. Did I stop cherishing the long-awaited love I received from you once I obtained it? How regretful it is that I accepted your love. Now I realize, I want more than just your affection!

I had only accepted that heavy love for three days, just three days, when you proposed breaking up. Why? A man of stature couldn't tolerate another woman caring for me, according to Taobao. You doubted my love for you so much, I am so heartbroken! Is it wrong for someone else to care about me? Isn't it good for someone to care about me? Your favoritism is unfair!

Not even a day later, you came to apologize, seeking my forgiveness. You know I love you, I can't help but forgive you. My soft-heartedness pushed me towards the cliff...

A week later, you wanted to separate again. Why? You thought someone else would be better suited for me. Isn't love supposed to be fair? Why do you want to push me onto someone else? Aren't you supposed to love me? If we truly love each other, why are you selling me off like an object? I'm not an item, I'm a person with blood, flesh, and emotions. I'm your friend!

You regretted it and begged for my forgiveness again. Knowing how much I loved you, I couldn't help but forgive you again. My affection pushed me further towards the edge of the cliff...

Not long after, you requested another breakup. Why? Someone else's words made you give up on me. You love me, not their words! To abandon me because others disapprove shows how fragile you are!

A week later, you said you couldn't handle me anymore, and asked for a breakup. I became numb, unable to easily trust again. With pleading eyes, you asked for my forgiveness, using grand promises to repeatedly assure me. I still love you, I forgave you again. Yet, I didn't realize I was already standing at the edge of the cliff...

The same cycle of breakups and reconciliations continued. I increasingly felt our relationship was a game, never reaching the point of final separation.

I was right again. We truly broke up this time, but I seemed to feel no sorrow. Every day, I dreamt that we would make up in the next second.

It has been a year. We've been broken up for a year! Past memories are nowhere to be found, your love is no longer mine alone! I'm helpless, left to grieve alone...

Actually, until now, I still don't understand why you left me. Perhaps breakups, like love, need no reason!

But I want to know, did you really love me? I don't believe you didn't love me!

Maybe, love is originally a gamble, without winners or losers. And people live dreamily in their own love, believing happiness is within grasp.

Never doubting your feelings for me, I kept getting deceived by you. When I woke from the dream, I realized happiness was like the moon in the water, shattering when I tried to grasp it...

My body is battered and bruised, my heart continuously bleeding. This pool of blood I find myself in is not what I imagined my first love to be...

"Under the swaying moonlight, tree shadows cross through the tropical rainforest. You never explained the reasons for your departure. Your lies were traps, and I only became aware too late. Happiness was merely a reflection in the water. Under the swaying moonlight, tree shadows cross through the tropical rainforest. Sad rains keep falling, drenching me completely. This mire of my powerless love is my greatest sorrow."

In the end, was it a vow? Or a lie? Perhaps some encounters, due to their unresolved nature, remain more beautiful...

Ultimately, love may not be a gamble, but rather a dream-like existence where happiness feels within reach yet remains elusive.