In the world of emotions, we always think that each other's hearts can talk transparently, and that that unique understanding can penetrate all barriers and gloom.
I thought you understood me, and behind my silent protests and unreasonable complaints, there was your quiet support and unspoken acceptance.
I thought you could read my stinky temper, my little willfulness, and it wasn't until the moment you turned away that I realized that maybe you never understood my love for you, that you didn't understand the fear behind that possessiveness, and the fragility hidden in those moments of duplicity.
In love, we often say that "communication" is a bridge, but sometimes even if we are silent, we hope that the love can be strong enough to make the other person feel the tremor in their hearts.
However, just like two walkie-talkies that are not tuned to the same frequency, our voices do not really reach the depths of each other's souls.
My stinky temper may be a dissatisfaction with the world, a catharsis of my powerlessness; My little willfulness is that I hope you can look at me more and stay for me more; And my duplicity, that is the insecurity of loving to the extreme, the self-protection of fear of losing.
I've never said it outright, expecting you to see the essence through the appearance. However, love is not a telepathic game, and no one can fully bear the burden of reading the hearts of others.
Your departure became the beginning of my introspection, maybe this is an opportunity for me to learn to truly communicate, and the starting point for me to let go of my childishness and express my heart seriously.
I never thought that in the end, it was the news of your departure that made me see my immaturity and dependence clearly, and made me realize that love needs to be expressed, misunderstandings need to be clarified, and I always owe you a frank confession.
Now, I would like to tell you about my perception and growth. It may be too late, and this belated understanding can't reverse the outcome, but at least, it's a testament to my inner growth. May you meet someone who truly understands you in your future journey, and I will continue to learn how to be a better person to express, understand and be understood.
I am grateful for what I once had, and I am grateful for the lesson that this song has ended. On the road of loving and being loved, we all need more patience and courage to lift the fog in each other's hearts and see the real and warm each other.