I m afraid that in the face of love, am I really sad?

There's a love that doesn't stand up to waiting. There is a kind of love that does not stand up to harm.

I don't know what kind of love is the most beautiful. Is it the unswerving love to the death, the love between the hand of the son and the wedge of the child, or the love that was once vigorous, experienced ups and downs, and finally came together?

Along the way, I have seen so many people experience love, pass by love, enjoy love, and escape love.

Only to find out that there is a kind of love that can't stand waiting, and there is a kind of love that can't stand hurt.

I remember when I first started to know how to love, I liked to look up and ask L: How long will you love me? ”

Then he would hold my face fondly, touch the tip of my nose slightly and tell me, "I will love you for a long time, a long time."

Then I would go on to ask, "How long is it?"

He would still tell me like a child, "It's been a long time, it's been a long time, it's been a long time, it's been a long time," and the memories are beautiful, and I know that we really loved each other with our hearts at that time. Everything about the other party is so lovely, so impeccable.

I'm sure we really loved. Care about each other. Miss each other. But love can't help but hurt.

When it happens, it's so sudden. All the sweetness is gone. All that was left was pain. Just hate, just blank.

Slowly start learning to protect yourself. Learn to interpret love and find that love is the most unbearable to hurt.

I know very well in my heart, once I pay sincerely. If you pay the most, then you must be the one who is hurt, so you learn to face everything calmly. Learn to ignore it. Learn to love yourself.

I no longer ask "how long will you love me" as I find out. Love? You can never afford to wait, and you can't afford to hurt.

But I still forgot my original intention when I fell into a relationship. I learned not to care, but I learned to protect myself.

I'm still afraid to give. Fear of injury. I found that I no longer understood what love was.

If you don't love anymore. Then I'll leave. After all, there is a kind of love that can't help waiting, and there is a kind of love that can't help hurting.

Your problem is so vague, how can we help!

But love is a kind of nature, animals are not afraid, if you are afraid, it can only prove that this is not love!

If there is love in the sky, the sky will be old.

If a person has love, he will die early

It's okay, don't worry about the landlord, how to say it, life is not easy, and cherish it, I have also spent the darkest time of my life, hungry, there is no place to sleep, I am also afraid, and then everything is slowly getting better, I am also grateful for everything, thank God for giving me such a good life, in fact, you are also happy, you are disease-free, worry-free, worry-free, you are safe and healthy This is enough, the rest take your time, the body is the capital of the revolution, you have to cherish it, everything will be there will be, you will also get ahead, I will also meet good girls, I wish you happiness