Does it hurt to break up and choose to leave quietly?

Love is due, please let go.

If. This love does not belong to you, so please let go of your hand. Love hurts, it hurts so much that I cry, so I choose to let go.

Letting go is a kind of helpless despair, and it hurts to the heart. When the people who once cherished life were about to meet strangers, they suddenly realized: it turned out that what they once thought was eternal, but in fact it was just a meeting in Pingshui.

I once thought that I could hold hands all the way like this, but when I let go, I realized that everything is just the accidental intersection of two parallel lines, when everything disappears, the parallel is still parallel, even if it is not far apart, it is already the end of the world.

The price of bravery is to let go of oneself first, admit defeat, accept helplessness, sigh softly, and wish him happiness in the future.

Curled up in the corner, waiting for the wound to heal, experiencing the freedom of daring to love, hate, and loss.

The feeling of happiness may only be instantaneous, and after a moment, it is a person's wonderful.

In the days after letting go, I will always be unhappy, and I will inexplicably cry for a song, a play, or even a sentence, always feel that the sky is dark, the clouds are gray, and I always feel that I have lost the meaning of life.

However, my friend told me that you have nothing to lose, you just go back to the days before you knew him.

I am relieved, just like fireworks can't hang in the sky forever, as long as they have been brilliant, why bother with days without fireworks?

We are all ordinary Hongchen men and women, unable to earn the love network of love and hate, and unable to escape the whirlpool of love and being loved.

After the heartbreak and sadness, there is endless loneliness. Lonely? Perhaps.

But savoring the chic after loneliness, thinking about the happiness other than him, thinking about no longer having to rack your brains to guess his mind, will you breathe a sigh of relief and feel a little more relaxed? Is it really let go? I can face him calmly, even though there is a faint indescribable sourness in my heart, but I no longer cry, crying because a person's memory is in my heart, and I will not disperse it no matter what.

There was such a song. Are you afraid of loving me? ": Are you afraid of loving me, have you forgotten your tears? The heart is waiting for the rain to fall, and the tears have reached the cheeks;

Are you afraid of loving me, isn't your heart dead? One step is nothing more than a cliff. ”

I asked myself again and again, "Am I scared of loving you?" "The answer is yes, I'm afraid, I'm really afraid.

The heart full of holes is so fragile that it can no longer withstand the torture of pain into the bone marrow, so I let you go, and let myself have a way to live, condensing you into a painting, deeply engraved in my mind, looking, thinking, but I will no longer be the person in the painting.

You can better appreciate the beauty of the painting when you are outside the painting, isn't it?

Shake hands vigorously and say sincerely, "Goodbye, cherish!" Turn your head and walk away freely, letting the back be deeply engraved in your mind.

When you can recall the moments of your past with a relieved mind, you can appreciate the beauty of letting go.

God let me meet you at the wrong time, and I cried; However, God is fair. Would you cry if, he asked me to leave you at the right time? ///

Yes, but if you don't do it much, there is still a sense of hope for him, and it is better to cut off one finger than to hurt five fingers, and if you do this, the pain will be longer.

Pain, why quietly left? Why don't you go chic.

When we broke up, we said that we would still be friends in the future. But are they really friends? Maybe it's a few years from now.

A relationship, a journey, too much joy and touching together, too much helpless heartache, from true love to hurt each other, can you still be friends at the moment of breakup? If you can, you must not have really loved. Or it is the result of a person's grievances.

There is no floodgate for feelings, and it cannot be closed with a single pull. It's hard for two people to love each other at the same time, and it's even harder not to love each other at the same time.

There is no love, no hate, and only when you are indifferent to the throbbing in your heart can you become friends.

But you and I, the two people who just broke up, maybe one of them is still in love, maybe from love to hate or resentful, maybe because of the throbbing of one of the other party's eyes, how to become friends?

The person who once loved deeply can only watch silently, can't ask, can't manage, doesn't need to care, can't complain, everything about him has nothing to do with you, so how can you bear to be his friend?

The person who once resented deeply no longer cares for you, no longer pampers you, his good and your bad can no longer be seen, you are just two parallel lines, so how can you still be his friend?

Unless we haven't loved, I don't care who you are or what your identity is, I don't care at all, I never care.

Even if we don't love it now, there are so many memories along the way, what should I do not remember at the moment when I face you?

Or I still love you, I don't want anything, I don't regret it, no matter who you are to me now, no matter who you are guarding now, I am willing to always accompany you, hide my love for you deeply, not let you know, not be seen by you, and be willing to be a friend with you like a shadow as long as you are happy.

Lovers are so close, friends are so far away, if you can't be lovers, maybe you will say just be friends.

But even if the car drove away and returned to the original point again, it would be a different time, a different character, and a different scenery.

We've already taken a step forward, but how can we measure the same size and go back? Keep going until you meet up again with someone else you can love.

To break up is to break up, to decide, never to mention being friends.

If you don't love him (her) anymore, let go and don't make excuses for your selfishness, don't keep him (her) if you still love him/her, and don't ask him (her) to turn back.

When you break up, you only talk about breaking up, not about being friends.

Just the most familiar strangers.

Since you love her, then tell you all about his past, then you have to make a statement to him. He may see that you didn't tell him. So there was a sense of depression in his heart.

If you make a statement to him, tell him what is in your heart. He might be better, and if you love him, then you have to go to him and talk to him.

If you love it, you go and don't lie to your heart.

In fact, I have already said that I want to break up, and I also said that I will only be good friends. He even said to him very detachedly: I wish you happiness! It's just that after turning around, tears have been formed unconsciously.

In fact, saying goodbye is inevitable. To be expected. If you don't want to hurt others, you can only hurt yourself.

I believe that when it is time to make a decision, you can leave quietly. But I don't understand why I still count the stars when the moon rises in the moon, and I don't know why I have tears in my eyes.

In fact, it is very clear that as long as it is sincere, who can guarantee that the true love will be permanent? Who can guarantee that those who are together must have true love? Who's to say that isn't a not-so-bad ending?

As long as you have it, you don't care how long it lasts. As long as you are sincere, don't expect too much. Too perfect will make God jealous, and flaws are beautiful!

Yes, understood, too understood. In a certain mental space, the slightest hair is slight, and when the light rain falls, tears have already been formed.

In fact, it is very clear that if they don't break up, they won't be happy, and how can they love each other if they're unhappy? If you don't love each other, how can you worry about each other anymore? They're all laymen?!

It's unrealistic, no! And how many people don't live like this?!We're all mortal!

God has already arranged it, only in this way can it be balanced! Of course, that's life. When the squall car is blowing, only tears have come to the wind.

In fact, in every morning breeze, the inexplicable heartache hurts in every inch of skin.

In fact, every afternoon, the inexplicable heartache is a little painful in every hair.

In fact, every nightfall, the inexplicable heartache, the pain of no breathing.

Heartache, because heartache is more love life.

Heartache, because heartache is more persistent in loving.