Giving up is often a sudden matter; it's a moment when you suddenly feel 'it doesn't matter'.
The first cry was because you weren't there. The first laugh was because of you. The first time crying with tears of not being able to possess you! Styling your hair, two loops too loose, three loops too tight, taking a bath, freezing to the left, burning to the right, eating instant noodles, one bucket too little, two buckets too much, like our relationship, going in and out, not in and not out.
How many blacklists, once exchanged goodnights, how many special attentions, later formed strangers, how many hidden appearances, ultimately indifferent. I wanted to make you twelve, because friends twelve, lovers twelve, romantic partners twelve, family twelve, twelve is unforgettable, but I still give you eleven, almost a friend, almost a lover, almost a romantic partner, almost a family, so the name eleven is regret.
I thought I could spend my life with you, but I didn't realize that my life wasn't your life. How many times was I full of enthusiasm, and you were indifferent. Later you confided in me, and I didn't see it. This relationship is a mess we made together, and we all bear the blame.
If I didn't love you, I wouldn't miss you, I wouldn't be jealous of your suitors, I wouldn't lose my confidence and determination, I wouldn't suffer. If I could stop loving you, how wonderful that would be. Compared to losing you, it's more painful that you haven't made an effort to be with me.
A unilaterally loving relationship is like two people pulling a rope. I put all my effort into bringing you closer, and you also put all your efforts into escaping. I always believe that there are still whitehead-to-whitehead love, there are deaths-to-deaths love, but I lack confidence. You wouldn't understand my calm, which hides so much pain and self-control, like you can't guess my roundabout tenderness.
Giving up is often just a momentary thing, when you suddenly feel 'it doesn't matter' in that moment. Later my words became fewer, my laughter became higher, but the same words just made a slight smile. I'm not cold, I'm just not enthusiastic anymore. You're very lively, you're a lonely person. You laugh wholeheartedly, you cry, you're nonchalant, you stumble and stumble. You're calm and silent, you yell and scream. You pretend to be dazzling, but your heart is a ruin.
The distance is roughly the fact that you know I didn't sleep, and I also know you didn't sleep, watching each other's messages update, but we couldn't say a word. Lost sincerity, can it be recovered? When love comes, we were also overjoyed, but love is always there are times when we have to bow our heads and cry. Your world has too many people, I can't fit in, but I stand outside, listening to the enthusiastic cheers, I know how happy you are.
Obviously knowing it will hurt, but still dare to go forward, until lost, only to realize that lost things can't come back, missed opportunities can't be regained. Every day on QQ, the only companion is 99+ group messages and intrusive Tencent news, this has become a law. I admit I'm not doing well, often really can't hold on, don't know where to find so much pressure, so many things really can't accept but also powerless to resist, can only cry and then get up and continue to go.
I can feel your pain, you have unspoken grievances… but you pretend to be indifferent, the more you do, the harder it is for me. In the end, we became good friends for a long time, ironic is that when love is bloody, tears can heal, but the scars are engraved on the heart. Many people aren't lonely, they're just social with principles and choices. Talking to someone you like is thousands of words, and you don't even mention it with others.
People relationships are always too bad, bad to the point that I have to deliberate repeatedly when I speak, later always feel tired, so I closed my mouth. After so much time, I still haven't handled my surroundings well, I thought I could get a complete ending by being obedient, but I realized that others want what you don't necessarily want, what others give you, you may not necessarily want, what others give you, you may not necessarily want.
I'm Fatty, grateful for life, sharing happiness! Answering every question carefully, making friends with every friend, thank you for reading, if you agree, please forward and like, thank you for following the headline channel: Fatty's love!
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