I once loved you, loved you very much, gave up myself and didn't want to let go of your love. Now I understand that it's not that I don't love you enough or you don't like me.
No matter what I do, you won't like it, but you hate it very much. I don't know your recent life blindly, and I don't expect to leave any impression in your heart. Like, I can't imagine what kind of position I hold in your heart, and I won't show others my abandonment anymore, because the real abandonment is always silent. At some time, one year, one month, one day, I vaguely and clearly find that I don't like you anymore. I don't leave you in an instant, but I am disappointed once in many moments. I have weakened my endurance, until love can not talk about hate, I have not missed you for a long time, and sometimes I do not know why I can not help it.
At that moment, I can not help crying when I am very sad, my heart is cold, but it is okay. Later, I think it is my misunderstanding, but at some point - instant I do not know. I don't know how to say it. Sometimes I want to say everything, but I can't do it. I dare not tell too many people or say that I am happy every time I see you. But how can I do it? I don't want to be happy. I think it's very happy to meet you and I don't want to die.
Sometimes I don't like being alone. When nobody cares about me, it's really hard.
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