Grant yourself a sense of happiness; The acquisition of happiness is inseparable from the gift of love. Love is the affirmation and pursuit of happiness; it is the grace of life bestowed upon life. The love of kinship, the love of friendship, the love of compatriots, and romantic love—all the myriad forms of love in the world converge into an endless river of life.
Just forgive me; I cannot remember you with a depth that leaves a permanent mark on my soul. I wish to selfishly forget the past that included you. Perhaps it is not that our love was not deep enough, but that the pain was too profound; not that the arrival was too sudden, but that the departure was too hasty; not that fate was too cruel, but that I seem to have wandered into the wrong world, a world that did not belong to me.
Coming and going, it feels as if there is always the sound of waves calling out in the dark night. My heart is filled with an inexplicable tenderness. The spring day, which cannot be fully embroidered with colorful threads, recedes further and further, while the clouds accumulate thicker and thicker. My mottled heart wanders slowly between legend and legend.
There are things we can abandon but never forget. They lie quietly in the depths of memory, waking up unexpectedly to break your heart, stir your emotions, and make you sigh, only to sink back into deep sleep.