Black-rimmed glasses, a perfectly folded shirt, and a Windsor bow tie that you can't forget. Glass House, Lucky Cigarettes, Huxley's Books. Lanvin perfume, pacifying cars, and well-drawn eyeliner.
And all the details are just to point to loneliness.
In the interlacing of light and shadow, the alternation of dark and bright, in the sobbing music, it tells a story after the loss. She lost him, he lost him. So far, day and night, blue sea and blue sky, only loneliness is left.
Humans are born lonely, because only human beings know what greed, hatred and delusion are. Humans are born to suffer, and because of old age, sickness and death there is so little we can control. However, there is still one thing in this world, like the fire under water, it is not easy to meet, it cannot be predicted, and there is nowhere to hide. It is the beacon in the long night, the blossoming tree in the snow, the fate, the evil, and the source of all happiness and sadness.
Black-rimmed glasses, a perfectly folded shirt, and a Windsor bow tie that you can't forget. Glass House, Lucky Cigarettes, Huxley's Books. Lanvin perfume, pacifying cars, and well-drawn eyeliner. The reluctance to part with all the details only speaks to loneliness.
A beautiful thing is always beautiful, even when she fades.
What we love we will love forever, even when we die.
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