Shit, love is letting go

Adeline 2022-04-23 07:01:52

I found it by accident on the library shelf. It was interesting to see the title, so I took it out and spent two full mornings reading it. Reading the introduction is a pure love novel, after reading it, I found that it is really pure. Try to think back to the whole plot, it's kind of abusive. To be honest, I don't really like books that are full of love and love. I always feel that this is too hypocritical. When he is fully integrated into the emotional state of the characters in the book, John has the shadow of most people in love. That sense of insecurity, strong possessiveness, and a sense of detachment is simply fatal. The book says: "True love is to leave." What kind of monster theory is this. I can understand Savannah's cheating without even complaining or being ashamed of her, waiting two years and two years, and then the deepest love will be worn away, on the contrary I can't understand John's letting go, love is to be paranoid, that is together. I know it's selfish and selfish. But if you can't even stay with your loved one, it's useless to take into account all the principles and truths in the world. I used to think that I was very rational, and I knew the importance of love and reality. It was not until I met someone later that I realized that I was not a steel scale, and I didn't understand those big principles. I only knew that she was the most important.

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  • Savannah Curtis: The problem with time, I've learned, whether it's those first two weeks I got to spend with you, or the final two months I got to spend with him, eventually time always runs out. I have no idea where you are out there in the world, John. But I understand that I lost the right to know these things long ago. No matter how many years go by, I know one thing to be as true as ever was - I'll see you soon then.

  • John Tyree: There's something I wanna tell you. After I got shot, you wanna know the very first thing that entered my mind? Before I blacked out? Coins. I'm eight years old again on a tour of the U.S. Mint. I'm listening to a guy explain how coins are made. How they're punched out of sheet metal. How they're rimmed and beveled. How they're stamped and cleaned. And how each and every batch of coin are personally examined just in case any of them slipped though with the slightest imperfection. That's what popped into my head. I'm a Coin of the United States Army. I was minted in the year 1980. I've been punched from sheet metal. I've been stamped and cleaned. My edges have been rimmed and beveled. But now I have two small holes in me. I'm no longer in perfect condition.