I gave you my little fuss and laughter. I gave you a big cry and a big laugh.
You changed from a close lover to a stranger who is most familiar with you. But when I happened to see your situation or listen to others talk about you, I would stretch my ears to listen more. It's a little bit that we used to love each other so much and feel sad when we thought about you, I might be happy. Falling in love with another person is like I liked you at the beginning. Maybe I can't meet anyone who can make me feel heartbeat except you. In the end, I can only bury you in my heart. When youth passes away, many things will be totally different.
Maybe you will be the biggest regret in my heart. After that, I will live happily ever after you promise. When I do that, I should know that you can't choose me in the end, but I still choose to believe that your promise was finally abandoned by you. I remember when I asked you if I was your favorite person, you said very decisively that the pain of tearing your heart and lungs is what you give now, but you don't have any pain.
Is it fresh?