He always thought that at his age, he had already lost the ability to love, but all this until he met her. A woman's love for a man often begins with worship. in front of her innocent pupils.
He wanted to steal a lonely evening scene from her youth to adorn her, her smile solidified in the fixer, and what solidified was the full time illuminated by this private red light.
If she only stayed with him for a short time, being a butterfly would be in line with worldly expectations.
She has short hair, simple and melancholy. Not only is she handsome, she is also affectionate. A woman's love for her hair is hard for a man to imagine. The hair gets shorter every day, witnessing the long and painful days when he is not by his side and his thoughts and love still exist.
Back then, at the seaside, her hair was still long, and he wasn't so old, did he regret it?
His love for her, which began with lust, stimulated his most acute and unspeakable possessiveness. He covets her beautiful carcass, her ambiguous eyes, her graceful smile, her eloquent English with a strong Spanish accent, the desire to get her occupies his mind, but there is nothing he can do, he is jealous Crazy, even if he had her, he felt terrified that one day a man younger than him would take his place, and she would never belong to him, he was just a thousand passers-by in her life, When she recalled him again, she would lightly say to her husband: He taught her how to love you.
He was afraid that what he could give her was not enough. With her, he ridiculously hoped for eternity. When the time came to encounter passion, he was helpless. He wanted to use his hand to gently tuck the broken hair around her ear for her, but he was afraid. He had been running away all the time, but there was nowhere to escape.
Please forgive his cowardice, he really doesn't know what's wrong with him, maybe he is still afraid of commitment, maybe he has been used to freedom for many years, maybe he still misses the romance of Hundred Flowers, maybe he just doesn't dare to love her. She was 24 and he was 60. For example, no matter how hard he worked, love was only a short moment, and all that was left was hurt and betrayal.
A beautiful woman suddenly appears, always striking, and dies, but people never really see her through. People only see the body, people are blinded by the beautiful appearance. Falling in love with a beautiful woman is more dangerous than anything else.
He regrets that he didn't see her earlier, and can see her step by step to witness her growth. He regretted not meeting her later, and perhaps she was old by then, so that he could love her more firmly.
Even if you are as beautiful and timeless as ever, or broken and pale as you are now. The moment he pressed the shutter, he seemed to hear a broken sound. He didn't know whether it was the camera or his heart, which was broken.
Or huddled in the corner to collect dust and ashes, or to see the cold gray sea in winter, or you are the only one who can't sleep in the middle of the night. Like a squash ball rolling around the room empty, no one wants to pick it up. Such as the euphorbia that has been blooming after the season. Such as the morning after Christmas, the Christmas tree shrunken in the snow and sewage. Such as the carousel in the playground after the lights go out and the music stops. Such as the fireworks and firecrackers on the spot after the green smoke. The only thing left is the soul, and you can only carry the empty shell alone.
Men and women in the world are all in love. The promises in love are beautiful and attractive, but there are not many that can be fulfilled.
All perfection shattered, smashed into a mutilated reality.
She is a bloody poppy growing wildly in his heart, and he is willing to use his eyes to help her record everything.
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