Choosing love because of fate, and choosing not to love is also because of fate. Life is like this, and life is like that.
Fate exists with a vague pain hidden in evasion, and is beautiful because it retains a vague and illusory feeling. Like a tower in the sky, it is actually just a landscape that exists in the mind. Fate comes with the wind, and goes with the wind. In the haze, there is a belonging to you and me.
There is no need for explanation, no need for confession. Because you understand, and I understand. Because of the companionship of each other, this fate will play the melody!
Not everyone has fate, and not every seeker can grasp it. Or, there is fate, but the source is difficult to meet; or there is no fate, rushing through life across the distance. Life has too much uncertainty. A thought, a decision, can often possess or miss a fate.
I chose to love because of fate, and choosing not to love is also because of fate. Life is like this, and life is like this.
Some encounters are just a few steps together, and some can hold hands for a lifetime. This is fate, which cannot be explained. Fate begins, fate ends, fate gathers, and fate disperses, without reason and without cause.
The unpredictability of fate leaves us helpless. The fate between humans is encountered in life, and lost in life. Some people once had a heart-to-heart connection and supported each other, but later, with the separation of space and time, the fate faded from thick to thin and finally disappeared, many love fates are beyond one's control.
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