Every person who doesn't want to love, has someone in their heart that they can't let go of.
What is love? This question has appeared in the heart of every person, but for thousands of years, no one has been able to say it clearly, or explain it fully. Just like one thousand people have one thousand different interpretations of Hamlet, each person's understanding of love is also diverse. Some people think that love is working until home, with a hot meal; some people think that love is when someone is away, a longing for the person; and some people think that love is having someone to travel with on the journey of life.
Image from the internet
Love is like a rose in full bloom, although everyone knows it will eventually prick them, they still eagerly want to pick it. It's better to say that love is a kind of magic, a magical magic that turns people upside down. It can make lazy people hardworking; it can make taciturn people romantic; it can make cunning people honest; and it can make decadent people positive.
But this beautiful love is not something that everyone can get. There are too many things that are not obtained, and love that has no result. This brings about too many people who are tormented by love, and tortured by love. There are too many people who have reached the age of marriage, but they are still living alone. Perhaps they don't want to love, but there is always someone in their heart who cannot let him let go. That person may have hurt him before, or simply the object he has always secretly liked. Although time passes, it cannot always remove him from his life, and he cannot always leave that person's imprint on his life's road, and he cannot always escape that prison that the person has set up for him.
People's value is determined in the moment of being tempted, and human love is proven in the long wait. But if you keep holding on, how can it be? How can you torture yourself? The lost is already lost, and it cannot come back. Why not accept everything openly and honestly?
Setbacks will come and go, tears will flow and be collected, there is nothing to discourage you, because whether it's good or bad, whether it's sad or happy, it will eventually pass. Go to the person you like, do what you want to do, and don't leave regrets. That's the most important thing in life,
Sometimes, lowering your head is not a sign of defeat, it's to see the road you're walking on. Lifting your head isn't arrogance, it's to see your sky. Maybe we are just a grain of millet in this world. Others don't value us, they don't care about us, but we must live for ourselves, and we must be responsible for ourselves,
There will be sadness, arguing, let it go with time, it's the medicine to treat everything, it's also the catalyst for our change. We are changing, we will not be the same person. We will not be hurt by the same things, and we will not always be sad for one person,
Encountering and missing each other happen in a fleeting moment, and those thoughts of missing people seem shallow and without trace when they are told slowly. It's only the kind of fascination and reluctance that only you understand.
Slowly you realize that time cannot withstand too much waiting. Many people haven't even said goodbye before they leave. Many things haven't been done before they become a memory. There will always be one person who teaches you how to love, but he may not always accompany you on your journey. There will always be one person who makes you feel the most pain, and ultimately, he will also make you understand more,
Who hasn't been hurt, saddened, lost, and regretted. Not all fleeting encounters will lead to friendship, and not all people who come and go will leave a deep impression. In the end, you will understand that after countless voyages, it's not the end, a beautiful beginning is waiting for you in the distance.
