He simply held hands twice and did nothing else. Not too late, but unexpected. Feeling that feelings don't allow the taint of other things, not to mention I don't want to show that I want too much and give too little.
At that time, my love was as humble as a Gobi river, insisting on irrigating the entire desert with my life.
As a 2B youth, all I thought was that I was definitely not worthy of that girl. I maliciously speculate and sincerely hope to single-mindedly imagine that some disaster, such as a car accident, will happen to this girl, so that I can logically be on an equal footing with her, and even think about taking care of her for the rest of my life.
How much like David's mood when he faced Consuela. He was inactive because of his old age. He was confident in premature ejaculation because of his lover's beauty. It was not until Consuela cut off his breasts that he regained his strength and embraced the love he longed for as a savior.
I am no longer like that.
Now when I face a girl, the first thing that comes to my mind is if one day something happens to me, such as a car accident, will this girl abandon me out of disgust. Secondly, I will also think about whether she will not be in good health, have chronic diseases or family genetic diseases, so I may lose more than the gains: Do you want me to take care of you for the rest of your life?
It seems that I am more confident in the face of girls, and I no longer have to imagine that I can be worthy of others without an arm or a leg.
The truth is that I have no self-confidence in the face of the girl, and I no longer feel that when I love someone, the world is moved by it and time is stopped. I can give her happiness forever.
why is that?
My mother told me to live life seriously and never ask for its meaning. Asking about the meaning of life is meaningless in itself. Many questions fall into the category of this inquiry, such as the feeling and truth of this change.
But I can't help it.
This is sadness.
For this sadness, play a happy dirge.
elegy, music!
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