Expressing Hurt from Past Relationships: Do What's Best for Yourself and Live Your Own Life

If I had been brave back then, would the ending be different? If you had persisted, would the memories not be like this?

After you, every person who came after you, I don't dare to have much expectation of them, this is a shadow, also a lesson.

For one of you, I've let so many relationships fade away, and in the end, the things I worried about still happened. You left, and they disappeared.

People with deep emotions like to smile, and they also like to listen to sad songs. A lyric can touch the softest part of your heart, and then, you secretly mourn.

If I had treated you the way you treated me, you would have left long ago, no matter whether it was family, friendship, or love. Take a different perspective, if you were me, you might not be as generous.

Often, we dig our own graves and then jump in without hesitation. The pit is dug by ourselves, and the jump is taken by ourselves. And when we fall, it's also our own problem.

People who truly like someone can never be friends, even if they look at each other a few more times, they still want to possess. I have never given up loving you, but I've only made it quieter and quieter.

People often only realize after the fact that it's such a painful thing to truly love someone. Being loved is so happy, but many people prefer to love others rather than being loved.

The hardest thing isn't crying in the middle of the night under the covers, but the feeling of loss when you dream that you and the other person are reconciled, and wake up.

I once loved someone, from full of joy to full of despair. I used time to prove my love for you, and you used time to prove that I was a fool.

Later, you became someone else's story, and I no longer was the person who tells stories. I wish you well, I won't bother you.

The story is forgotten, let's not be like this anymore. Old loves' vows are like a slap in the face. Every time you remember a sentence, you'll get slapped.

Go make friends who make you happy, go love people who won't make you cry, go towards the direction you want to go, go to complete any dreams, big or small. Life should be beautiful and gentle, and so should you.

The scenery that was missed, don't look back. The passersby you brushed shoulders with, don't wait for them in place. When you're consumed by longing, when others are indifferent, your obsession will only make you more melancholic.

I'm still living a lonely life alone. The 'forever' we said, the 'companion' together was just a flower falling in a dream, already withered and cannot be found a trace.

I just occasionally get tired, cry, make unreasonable demands, feel frustrated, and be indifferent to everyone.

Do what you should do, live the life that belongs to you, don't be obsessed, don't waste your time on things that don't belong to you. Do what you should do, love who you should love, this isn't indifference, it's wisdom.

He wanted freshness, but I could only offer company. How can two different endings walk together? You hope to separate and not meet again no matter how many mountains and rivers, you hope to meet again after a long time.

Even if I have a thousand words and poems to say to you, I can't find a reason to disturb you. Even if I want to care for you a million times, I can't find a suitable identity.

The person who once brought me happiness, eventually hurt me the most.

A person can actually be very good, just lonely because no one embraces you, lonely because no one relies on you.

I still have countless words I want to say to you, but I can't find a reason to disturb you. I want to care for you a million times, but I can't find a suitable identity.

I've tried to disappear, but no one ever asks about me. I don't know what keeps me liking you for so long.

It's not necessarily a lack of feeling not to cry. It's not necessarily a lack of expectation not to ask. It's not necessarily a lack of scars not to cry. It's not necessarily a lack of voice not to speak.