If the reason and the truth are really,'I want her to die, I want to let go, I want this to end as soon as possible this morning', then even if it is death, he would not want to say it. Too deep love and obsession made him unable to let go of his rational call sign. His eyes red, for grief, for shame and for anger. He cannot forgive himself, just like me.
I also love my predecessor deeply, and I don't know when and why the love started. In the two worlds, we have no spiritual resonance, nor can we understand each other. For such a strange combination, we can actually guess the ending early in the morning. In this relationship, I have always held suspicion and suspicion. I am like Conor knowing that his mother is destined to be defeated in the fight against cancer. Deep down in my heart, I know that we will be separated someday. I, too, shamefully hope that this will end soon.
But I can't do it, and I can't say it many times. Two people together, even if there is no sympathy, even if there is friction everywhere, even if everything goes wrong, but I don't want to let go. We were all once CONOR. In front of this irreversible and destined to lose relationship, our eyes were red because of sadness, shame, and anger.
At the end of the day, like all my predecessors, I hate that the person who left first is not me, but I don’t know that on the screen of the relationship that has been drawn to an end, I let go of all the pain of pride to stay, or Speaking hurt under the drive of self-esteem has long lost its meaning. This deep obsession makes me unable to escape the nightmare of losing you. In the last night together, I dreamed that you left me, just like the real demon in the nightmare of CONOR, he let go of his mother's hand, and I let go of you.
I love you, even though we are not alike at all, the ending is already doomed from the beginning. How we broke up unhappily, I blame myself at the last moment for not maintaining the rationality I deserve. Stories are wild animals, our story develops to the end, just like a trapped beast that came out of the cage, biting and fighting all the way in a direction that we all didn't expect.
But these are not my intentions. At this time, I can finally say that sentence like CONOR when my mother is dead: I don't want you to go, but my eyes are full of peace and relief. Yes, I also hope that you will always be there, but you have your choice. Your future path will definitely be full of sunshine. Someone will overcome the thorns and thorns for you, and some will take care of you, but we will never meet again in this life. I will accompany you with my blessings. I still love you in my way.
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