Does the bloom of a flower necessarily mean maturity and fullness? A flower that fails to bloom must be incomplete. After withering and bearing fruit, the life of the original flower has long since died. So, after that, they are no longer them. When we grow up, we are no longer us, we just live in place of the original self, in the same world of sunlight and water, and in the same body.
Anger, like resentment, stems from pain; pain stems from love; and love stems from some stupid insistence. Once germinated, it does not diminish with age. Youth is cruel because the pain is unbearable, and those children are too young to sacrifice the integrity of their love for survival.
The gap of mind creates an asymmetry of understanding. The two of us, who is the immature one? Your coldness, I will never understand. You abandoned me, I can only hate you. What I want to keep is the warmth of your haircut for me on the rooftop. If I lose this moment, I would rather die.
View more about Blue Spring reviews
