In the face of awareness of the breakdown of this relationship.
At one time, I wanted to let go, and at the same time, I was reluctant to escape from the sick emotional relationship.
Frankly, I enjoy it. I envy it.
The light and shadow filter of lovelorn is a layer of fog. Everything in your eyes seems to be enveloped in tears.
See the flower is not the flower, see the fog is not the fog, feel when the flower splashes tears.
The end of a love relationship and the passing of their memories. Although the heart bears the pain like a knife.
But also this relationship can bring the sublimation of ideological realm.
You are addicted to grief, you lament that human joys and sorrows are not interlinked.
Your feeling of loss rises and falls, and your emotional resonance nourishes and sprouts.
With the help of books and paper, you can depict thousands of twists and turns and express your heart's melancholy.
You touch this beautiful sadness and joy, explore the sentimental alternative self, and show your shining potential.
Lovelorn is incomplete, but incomplete is not a kind of beauty, and beauty is not an aesthetic experience of spiritual value.
Willing to let go and not willing to break this, determined or unable to get rid of the spiritual shackles.
I don't think about how we used to be, I think about now.
I don't want to break up and let go. I don't want to continue now.