Suddenly understood a truth: obsession with this thing, once you let go, no matter how important the person is, it doesn’t matter, the enthusiasm is exhausted, politely leave, from now on, even if you read countless people, no one is like me
Love is to drink poisonous wine with a smile, and after passing through the intestines, it becomes an obsession.
And this obsession is like a thorn, winding around your soul inch by inch, accompanied by bone-eating pain.
Obviously he has been bruised all over his body, and he is already in pain, but the obsession in his heart can still give birth to a bud of hope in a barren land.
I know that there are a lot of holes between us, but I still hold on to it, like a moth to a fire, even if we are broken.
I don’t remember how many nights, tears were silent, wet pillows, my mind was full of the appearance of that person, and the sugar in the glass slag tortured me repeatedly.
And this obsession is too deep, making people fall deeper and deeper into the abyss of pain, it is too difficult to give up, and it is even more difficult to persevere, which is like an endless purgatory, and there is no way to find an exit for liberation.
It has been said that when you fall in love with someone, the initial feeling is inferiority.
The person you love is so good, so dazzling, you feel that you are not worthy of him, and you feel that no matter how much you pay, you are not enough.
You poured all your passion, you gave unreservedly, and you just wanted to have a place in his heart.

When the first rays of sunlight in the morning poured into the window, he couldn’t wait to pick up his phone, just to share a “good morning” with him.
When the moonlight is like water, I patiently wait for his news, even if sleepiness hits, I am reluctant to put down my phone.
You carefully prepare for every appointment, choose beautiful clothes in advance, and take care of your hair.
However, you gradually find that your enthusiasm does not seem to be reciprocated.
The messages you send to him often have to wait a long, long time to receive a reply, and sometimes they are not heard from at all.
Your well-planned dates, he is always nonchalant, with a perfunctory look in his eyes.
When you are sick, he simply greets you without any real action.
When you have a hard time confiding in him, he always interrupts you impatiently and does not want to take the time to listen to your troubles.
“You can never wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep, just like you can never touch someone who doesn’t love you.”
He doesn’t care what you ate today, what you wore, or how you were in your mood.
He doesn’t care if you’re tired, if you’re sad, if you’re in trouble.
He doesn’t care about the gifts you have carefully prepared, the hard work you have put into him, and the freedom you give up for him.

“Some wounds, no matter how long it takes, still hurt when touched; Some people, no matter how long it has been, still feel heartache when they think about it. ”
You tell yourself over and over again that maybe he’s just too busy, maybe he’s just not articulate, maybe he has his own struggles.
You make excuses for him again and again, forgive him for his indifference again and again, and comfort yourself again and again when you are hurting.
Just like Zhang Ailing said: “If you like someone, you will be humbled to the dust, and then blossom.” But the flower you waited for in the dust never bloomed.
“Enthusiasm is actually very fragile, and when you run out of patience and save up enough disappointment, all that is left is exhaustion and apathy.”
You start to feel exhausted, your heart is exhausted. You suddenly realize that there are things that don’t need answers, and attitudes are the answers.
One day, the obsession in my heart will be blown away by a gust of wind.
“When the interruption continues, it will be chaotic.” You suddenly feel that no matter how important someone is, it doesn’t matter when he treats you with such an attitude.
You no longer dwell on his every move, no longer sad and sad for his indifference. You decide to politely walk out and give yourself the last shred of dignity.
And from now on, even if he has read countless people, there is no one like you.
“True love is not a momentary favor, but I know that it is not easy to meet you, and it will be a pity to miss it.”