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home My mother still asked without giving up, "Are you still in touch?" I said, "Of course not. People like me said how could they still be in contact after a breakup." There was a smug feeling in my tone that I felt a little disgusted.
But what's so proud of me. I have separated from the boy who had loved so much, and I returned him to the crowd. We may never see each other again.
Yes, our story is over this summer.
After that, the young lieutenant is no longer my boy.
I can sometimes wonder how we separated, but occasionally I don’t. The reason we were separated was that we were separated by more than a thousand kilometers, and I couldn't hold him when I was sad. But I had obviously kept it from everyone and ran to hug him secretly. Did distance beat us? I do not accept this answer.
is a confrontation between "If you don't forgive me, what's the use of apology" and "If you don't apologize, how can I forgive you" confrontation consumes our love; it is a pretend to be gentle and sensible, and a pretend Understanding and generosity deceived our perception; after secretly saving enough disappointment, I ruined our future wantonly.
We are still more than a month away, and we have been together for two years. It's a pity that we didn't wait until the anniversary, and we didn't wait until the summer vacation to meet, and finally we broke up. The last time we met, the sweet joy of the past was gone, and the two people were dissatisfied and suspicious of each other. We used to naively thought that all the problems could be solved by meeting and hugging. We thought that if we couldn't speak harshly in person, we would be able to speak sweet words of love, but after all, it didn't help.
We finally understood in our twenties that love is not only "I still love you" and "I love someone else", it turns out that there is one between the two A wide and complex middle ground. It is like our dignity and the expectation of love, which are transformed in the process of collision: we are not truly understanding and supporting each other, there is no betrayal among us, there is no other person, but there is overflowing indifference, Intolerance and blame.
I often stare at the screen of my phone for a long time, staring blankly at the head of the "sun", and remembering that the boy once gently asked in my ear: "I will be your sun in the future, OK? "It's just that from now on, my sun is going to warm other girls.
The naive boy may have matured,I have gradually become more tolerant. What can be wrong with people and people not being able to walk together, gathering and parting, life is normal, why should we be exceptions?
Did you know, Mr. Lieutenant, I used to think we would be the exception!
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