The deepest expressions of affection are no match for the silence of holding you close.
Let me fall in love with you and then discard me, I just want to set off, not have a destination.
You haven't seen me wiping my hands while taking a bath, instantly returning to your appearance; you haven't seen me when I'm very tired still stubbornly talking to you, waiting for you to sleep like me before falling asleep; you haven't seen me trying to change habits that aren't mine; you haven't seen me constantly texting you for no reason; I love you more than you imagine.
There's no such thing as someone who doesn't like you; it's all about finding you and loving you through the crowd, and then abandoning you.

Back in the day, when shopping for clothes, we'd go out to eat, he could always tell me which one I wanted; but he'd always say it was a coincidence. After a long break up, we bumped into each other again at a reunion. When we were eating shaved ice, I was looking at samples, and he suddenly chose me. I kept asking him why he just smiled. After dinner, he sent me a text while we were in a noisy KTV, saying that I was just the one who could recognize your favorite look. Because I had lived in that place for several years.
The most beautiful scenery in the world is no match for the road home. The most heartfelt words are no match for silence with you.
Someone asked me what it feels like when you deeply miss someone, I once sent him a 'Good night' message, and woke up four times the next night to check my phone. That's the terrifyingly blurry sense of consciousness. In my dreams, I keep dreaming about him replying to my messages, and then I'm pulled out of my dream and immediately check my phone. That's probably what it feels like when you deeply miss someone, so much so that you don't even want to let it into your dreams.
Sometimes I really like you and want to be with you, sometimes I'm really tired and want to give up. Your occasional tenderness always makes me feel that if you liked me a little, I would let go of it, how sad it would be. So, for the nonexistent likes, I waited for you for so long, but later I realized that all we had was goodbye. Maybe we still like each other, but without the obsession of being together.
People always present their best side when they first meet. But as time goes on, their flaws are gradually exposed. One day you don't have to pretend to be tired, you do what you want to do; and the other person sees through you, but still doesn't dislike you. That's love.

I can have fun alone and don't feel bored; even if I forget to bring my phone, I won't be anxious about not being able to contact anyone; I travel and take photos wherever I like; now the only reason I stay up late is to watch TV dramas; even though I don't have a relationship or ambiguous feelings, it doesn't mean I don't have suitors. See, I'm doing great, but that doesn't mean I don't miss you.
Thank you for approaching me and then leaving me. The process makes me feel heartbroken for a long time.