I miss the other person in the other side that can never be reached. White roses are still so beautiful.
What I really miss is each other in the distance, but they are still by the side of the "people in front of me".
Love is like a city, once a choice is made, another possibility is lost.
Later, we do not know how to love.
The lover said, we should not meet again, the dream is just a dream.
The wife said, I dreamed that you betrayed me. The husband said that dreams are just dreams.
When you get a white rose and start coveting a red one. Dreams are the most real.
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