I used to think it was okay to be in a different place. I could handle my own affairs without you by my side. Now I am really scared. I don’t know if we can work in a city and live as we imagined. I am getting more and more Afraid of this distance, I can’t share when I’m happy, I can’t share when I’m sad, I have a lot of things to say, but I don’t know how to say it, because I have no emotions, because I don’t know the mood of the other party at the moment, I can’t see expressions on text messages or calls , It's obviously a joke, but I think the other party is angry, or the reason why he cares too much. .
To joke that we are Cowherd and Weaver Girl is a bit of an exaggeration, but we meet, spend together, and communicate very little, even less than familiar friends, which makes me sad. .
You work, our daily conversation becomes whether to eat, take medicine, do you still have to work at night, and then the answer is oh, um. . Without the following, I don't know what to say. .
I can't tell you the emotions at this time. I'm afraid that the blunt words will hurt our fragile nerves again, and they should be forgotten tomorrow. . .
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