said good night, it was already late at night, and I looked at your profile picture in a trance.
you say, who are we? Friend, bestie, or lover?
I suddenly panicked and avoided your affectionate eyes.
The heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and the love I was looking forward to seemed to be burning my soul.
But rationally, he still defeated his feelings, because there is love, it is called fate but no separation!
I will still travel with you, and when you hold my hand, I will still smile slightly.
You said that you can no longer feel that current, and your tone was quite decadent.
There seems to be no call between us, but I am distracted by your story.
I have no hope of becoming yours. In my memories, I feel the intoxication of being cared for.
When I miss you and the stars fill the sky, we are still each other’s most trustworthy people.
You don’t understand, am I hiding my thoughts too deeply?
I don’t understand either, you are tired, so I no longer respond to your exploration.
There is love, which is only suitable for aftertaste. If you take a step further, it will be possible to break through and achieve the purity of friendship.
In the next life, can I be your favorite person?
