So is loneliness. There were people coming and going, but no one at the same time. There was a lot of people around, and at the same time, everything was silent. All around you are colorful, at the same time infinite white, endless white, white without reflection, white without echo.
Day and night, light and shadow, feasting and feasting, prosperous and eye-catching. The sound of conversation, laughter, the sound is in the ear, but there is no trace in the heart.
Only at the right time will you meet the right person, otherwise it will just be a stranger if you rub shoulders every day.
We are not good enough, often alone, but we may find ourselves and meet the right person after a long time, just like she and him.
She and he deserve to be loved and loved, all it takes is to love yourself a little more and then open your arms to others and new things.
You can meet a good person first before you can meet a good person.
Beyond love but not lovers.
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