Gave up, did I do the right thing? When I was ready to give up

That's right! You're right!

Meeting the right person at the right time is a lifetime of happiness.

Meeting the wrong person at the right time is a heartache.

Meeting the wrong person at the wrong time is absurd.

Meeting the right person at the wrong time is a sigh.

The one you love the most often doesn't choose you;

What loves you the most is often not what you love the most;

And the longest-lasting, it's not your favorite or the person who loves you the most, it's just the person who appears at the most suitable time.

It's really hard to love someone! I know it very well!

Your giving up is right, a person who doesn't care, even if you choose him, you won't be happy, everyone is miserable, you will meet someone who is worth your effort.

I don't think it's right, there's nothing wrong with loving someone, why can't you be open-minded, why do you always think about the relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend so complicated.

To be honest, there is no right or wrong, because he may always insist on pursuing that female colleague, but maybe one day he will find out that this pursuit is just his own wishful thinking and then find you around him.

And you don't have a boyfriend now, how can you talk about giving up?

Perhaps, it is really difficult to love someone, and all we can do is to actively strive for it to be natural! There is no other way!

Love is so weird.

Often you pay a lot but.

The other person loves another person maybe.

The other party's conditions are worse than their own.

But you still love the intellect to make the right choice.

I believe this will set you up for the next start.

Love, you are not afraid of harm. It's not that I've become braver, it's that I don't want to leave regrets. ”

If you don't feel like you're going to regret it, you're doing the right thing.

You're so generous. There aren't many people like you anymore.

Haruki Murakami says that when you go through the storm alone, you are no longer that person. It's the same in relationships, when you've been disappointed enough, you no longer have the luxury of touching someone with love. The day I was ready to give up on you, I thought I was going to get drunk, I thought it was going to be painful for a long time, I thought it was going to be a vigorous memory.

In the end, I found out that it was just a dull day, even more dull than any day with you before, a person deleted the chat history, and then stood in the square** looking at the lively street market with people coming and going, and his heart was empty.

I thought that giving up on someone would experience a heart-rending pain, but on the day I was ready to give up you, my mood was unusually calm, and even the world was still a little gentle and clear.

The square is bustling with people coming and going, the nostalgic ** softly breaks into the heart, the lively playground laughs and laughs, the LED screen is the latest movie promotional clip, the world of lights, and the sea of traffic are like slow shots.

The real departure is a long struggle, a person has faced all the storms, and he no longer expects someone to be by his side, clean up the mess all over the ground, and leave quietly one day.

Perhaps the one that closes the door the least is the one that leaves most resolutely, and those that accompany quarrels are nothing but bluffs.