We are Injured on the Path of Love
Life is so poor, there are too many moments for the eyes of others to follow, at this moment I abandon the gaze of others and walk on the layered and rising slope. Stop halfway and turn back. Except for moving forward, I can feel the fleeting honest thoughts in my mind. There is no such thing as it must be.
On the road of love, we are injured along the way, in a person's life there will be many stages of love, but only one person will accompany you to the end. All the hurt you receive on this road, some loves will also become lingering pain memories. Finally you can only retain this beloved one.
For parents, we need to work harder to make them happy and healthy; in reality, our own abilities are limited; for friends, everyone's achievements come from their own efforts and sweat, so deep friendships are about mutual giving, sincerity, tolerance and forgiveness.
When I was a child, I grew up in a normal and warm family atmosphere. Gradually I felt the hardship and love of my parents; as I grew more mature, I planted my dreams in my heart and kept working hard to achieve them. Unfortunately, my academic pursuits were not fulfilled.
Now I'm afraid to go home, just alone; afraid of loneliness, is afraid that the small space will sound very loud the operation of the refrigerator.
After many years, I realized how silly I was. The time we spent together, which I tried to avoid, was actually my most precious time.
I've met too many people who cry to me after breakups, most of the things they say are about how I made her feel, to the point where outsiders are moved, but why did she still feel I didn't love her enough and break up with me in the end. I often ask him, what did you do for it?
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