The past is good

It turned out that I was alone in naivety, sealing my heart, no one could enter, I could never open it, fate and division were only on the front line, and turning around was getting farther and farther away, and there was no intersection. It used to be so good, but now it's so strange, maybe, happiness will be buried in their own hands, even if you don't understand what happiness is, as long as you don't think about it, superficial happiness is actually very easy. Maturity is not the aging of people's hearts, it is the tears swirling and smiling. Forget all the past and erase the traces of the past from the memory. Looking back on this swamp, no one can be spared from falling, and the time I spent struggling was a lifetime. Perhaps the opportunity of happiness has all been fortunate to have met, but not everyone has the qualification to be happy. Something freezes in a warm and beautiful gesture, stuck in my memory. When you miss a person in the same world but are not there, even the quiet breathing will feel unforgettable pain. Because, I feel like I'll never find the kind of days I used to have you again. If you're doomed not to give me the response I'm looking forward to, then I'll keep it at a safe distance. I don't go alone on a solo journey because I've always walked with my own shadow. Maybe you and I are just two straight lines, and the best result can only be that I pass by shoulders, not that I am afraid of losing, a person, always just a person, and a shadow to accompany me. You should no longer covet your tenderness, and in the end it is not you who will harm yourself. In fact, life is very plain, and we describe it as miserable. Some things deserve only to be memories. Some people can only be guests.