Love is more lonely than no love
I thought I could love someone to death, I thought there was always someone waiting for me in this world, and I thought there was at least one person who could grow old with me.
I thought I could love someone to death, I thought there was always someone waiting for me in this world, and I thought there was at least one person who could grow old with me. But, these are just what I thought.
The fact is that you can find a lot of people who are not in a position to be able to get a good deal on a lot of things.
I never knew why I existed, looking at the bustling crowd on the street, looking at the couples embracing each other in the car, looking at the loving couples walking hand in hand in the park, my heart has a touch of warmth of envy, and a touch of heavy sorrow. Why can't I have the love I want, why is it so hard to find someone to love me, why is it so hard to find a person to keep each other for life? Even if this person appears, it may not be the person I can fall in love with.
The fact is that you will be able to find out what you're looking for in a person. Why is the distance so close, but still can not feel the rhythm of each other's heartbeat? Why is it a luxury to find a person who understands me and I understand? The fact is that you can find a lot of people who are not able to get a good deal on a lot of things.
If loving each other is such a difficult thing, I would rather choose to be alone. The fact that you can't tolerate each other's flaws is not true love. The fact is that it is not true love, and there is no point in forcing it. The world does not exist with that kind of life and death together, until death, the booming love, that is only the literary art rendered in the mood, is what people aspire to, but that is not the reality, the reality is cruel, to reality, love becomes flat, will be the trivial things of life slowly fade, and finally, a drop of loss in the wood, oil, salt, soy, vinegar and tea, and busy work life, into a bowl of no one wants to again The last thing you need is a bowl of leftover food that no one wants to pick up again.
The reason why love is more lonely than no love is that the heart that had no extravagance suddenly had a ripple of extravagance, but when the lake is no longer calm, the breeze that once stirred up the passion in my heart is already far away. If I hadn't had it, I wouldn't have lost it; if I hadn't loved it, maybe my heart would still be able to endure this lonely solitude with a quiet heart like water. It's like trying to get on the road to heaven and then being sent to hell in an instant, how can my heart not be lost? I loved but I didn't have it, so that's why my heart became more lonely, right?
What is love? I've been searching, searching, but ultimately failed to find a definitive answer. The fact that so many people passed by me, you ask what I got? I got only memories, those that I want to permanently forget the scars, those that make me regret and regret life.
The countless times of hope, countless times of disappointment, is my extravagant too much? I do not know how to cherish the people in front of me. I am greedy and do not know the truth of the good. Is it something I missed? I do not understand, do not understand why their hearts are always so back and forth, tired of people tired of themselves. I feel like a person who has been cursed by the devil, I'm afraid I can only end up alone in this life.
Maybe it's my personality, maybe it's my psychological problem, all in all, my heart feels very tired, so I don't have the strength to love people, nor the qualification to be loved. Perhaps because of my selfishness, always asking for something without knowing how to return, so in love I am doomed to fail, doomed to be lonely.
The fact is that you will be able to get a lot more than just a few of these.
The fact is that the actual story of Snow White and the prince is just a fairy tale, love is not perfect, love is not that easy, keeping each other is not that simple, and mutual tolerance is not a light thing. Fate is destined to be? It's a matter of life and death, but there's no time to force it. How can I be good? I am afraid to choose, afraid to lose, afraid to get hurt, afraid to be lonely.
Love is more lonely than no love, tonight my heart is still cold, there is no trace of warmth, even if two people embracing, so close, the heart is still very far......



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