He and him, but a turning distance.

Tate 2022-04-19 09:02:45

He and him, but a turning distance, can only see the back forever. He wanted to see his face, so he turned around, but unfortunately he turned in the wrong direction and there was nothing. Is it just to meet again in the opposite direction? Or really goodbye without a "goodbye"?
Before, he could clearly tell others that I loved him and he loved me too. But now, he didn't know, he was confused. do i love him? Does he love me? He couldn't understand his pain, and he couldn't appease his pain. He saw that he was struggling alone, but he was powerless, no matter what he did, it was futile, and no matter what he did, he could not get the slightest response from him. He is also in pain, seeing the pain of the one he loves makes his heart pierce like a knife, and suffers for his incompetence, so, sinking, depraved, drugs, spirits, women... Until, one day, he suddenly Found out that he slept with another woman………………He felt like he was going crazy...
he loved him. he knows. He loves him and he knows it. Of course she knew it too. It's just that she has always been too confident in herself. She thought that when he was the most vulnerable, she became his and she could live with her for the rest of her life, but she forgot what he said: I can do everything for him~ I can do everything for him to die. To let a man, between a woman and a man, is nothing but shooting himself in the foot.
So a quarrel, a vent, he regained the feeling of loving him. For him, he is irreplaceable, irreplaceable, he is his only, woman? Just fill your emptiness. Can't understand his world? Then try to understand. Can't comfort his pain? Then stay by his side, at least not be alone when it hurts. These made him instantly clear that he and him had long been inseparable. They were tied together a long, long time ago, whether it was face to face, back to back, or back to back... No matter what, it doesn't matter, as long as there is him, everything doesn't matter.
After that, the pain was gone, the sound disappeared, and his entire world existed only for him. Once again he found the he he was, the he who loved him. Unfortunately, happiness is always short-lived and fleeting... Sweetness often ends before it begins. So if you can't live together, let's die together. At least being able to die in the arms of a lover is also a kind of happiness.

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  • Clemens 2022-03-14 14:12:29

    It's really classic. It is much stronger than those little innocent, ambiguous and gentle. The soft elements of women, auditory hallucinations, and English words make the feelings more real and tough. As the third party in form, women are always just footnotes

  • Sherman 2022-03-19 09:01:09

    The actor is so beautiful