Is it indifference or hate after love

Happiness does not need to confess, pain does not need to shout, my sadness does not need to be replaced by others, have your day, let me know what is love, what is the joy of the soul …... The day when I lost you, let me taste all the sorrows of the world. Miss into the wind, memory into rain, the wind can not blow my sad thoughts, rain can not wash away the painful memories in my heart, how I hope that time can take away everything from me, dilute my concern for you, and even pray for an accident to make me forget everything, so that I can no longer suffer the pain of missing and missing.

Always think that they are very strong, can bear the dark night alone, always think that leaving is the beginning of forgetting, but do not know that escape is a sign of cowardice, when missing is still there, memory still exists, no matter where alone, all the faint forgetfulness is an excuse that can deceive others but not their own, only when they put it down and cross that hurdle, can they let go of the world. Not all people can achieve the degree of heartless, can see through all the free and easy, so self-binding has become a kind of trouble, a kind of pain.

It only takes a second to fall in love with you, but it may take a year, four years, ten years, or a lifetime to forget you. Once I wanted to give all my happiness to you, but I couldn't get into your world, so my world you don't care, your world I was expelled! I care about you very much, so I will do everything possible to forget you. When tears turn around the corner of my eyes, I know that I am deceiving myself, and I can't forget. It is said that the road I choose will go down on my knees, but the choice I have made for you means that it is over at the beginning. At that time, I was desperate to block all the ways to retreat and make a choice, but as a result, I lost badly. In a short period of one year, the starting point of the road has become the end. This is what you said. To be honest, I really hate you, but the more I hate you, the more I can't let go. I hate you until the end, but I lose all my feelings. Until now, I can't forget this love.

After you left, I still didn't give up the road I chose, but in the end, I found that the road really became a breakpoint, just as I wrote in my previous article, finally, I returned to the city I had betrayed. What is left for me is only strangeness and deep pain and sadness.

Is it indifference or hate after love? I think love is a kind of love that breaks my heart and wants to forget the sadness.