After the break-up, the last thing you want is to remember the good fortune, memories are beautiful, and you must always practice, know that you can quietly have them, one day, no longer entangled, no longer regret, no longer blame, no longer think if the original, no longer afraid to admit, we have those moments, there, never left, in the memory, in the memory, With traces of love at the time.
In the evening, with friends to go to the coffee shop for a long time, a little cold shop, bright in the residential area at night, the lights are yellow, clearly late, but also vibrant, independent, but know that they are needed.
After ordering the meal, the boss's wife as elegant as before, with the intention of laughing you to say hello, long time not to see, remember before you came with a boy, sitting there. She pointed to the corner of the high-footed table, you say yes ah, the boss of good sex, for a while, today I came with a friend. Then you stop talking, think about why you've been doing it for a while, and you can't dare and can't get into the coffee shop.
This is the coffee shop you found with him. At one point you said that this belonged to your shop, because it was found that it was qualified to be named as a memory, and then that night there was a meaning that only you knew, and had not been shared with others.
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And you're back today. You want to recall is not like this, things transit, change stars, but also some things, has been there, but is hidden, like this coffee shop, you bypass many far away, and finally back here, to face to face with it, look at the corner, there is a new couple sitting up, like that year you, love flashing.
You're back today. Think of the break-up, you agree not to contact each other, in order to love the next person, right, one day, the past love becomes the current world's disturbance.
For you, the real difficulty is to learn and remember to maintain what kind of safe distance, so that they do not hurt each other. After the break-up, the last thing we want is to remember the good fortune, memories are beautiful, and you have been practicing, know that they can be quietly owned, one day, no longer entangled, no longer regret, no longer blame, no longer think if the original, no longer afraid to admit, we have those moments, there, never left, in the memory, in the memory, With traces of love at the time.
At first, the distance grasps bad, recalls this matter, fists to meat, know where you want to harm, hurt you easily, just a floating miss, you walk on the road, inexplicable tears, you hate yourself, hysteria, turn over, like a baby holding what only remains of toys, not willing to let go; You will suddenly pretend that they are completely good, mention what, with the tone of nothing, careless, only you know, the heart has a piece will slowly crack, if you do not see, the monster will run out.
It's hard to live after a breakup, you recall. It's hard, can you not occasionally bother me.
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Later, you begin to learn to talk about, talk when the pain, but you know the need, you go back along the path of love, follow the line to get themselves back, of course, need a little strength;
Then you begin to forgive, you start to let go, you begin to forget, you began to let new memories grow out, like fresh meat, with a little pink, you began to feel, memories also support you, and then go down a period of life, love the next person, recall as a clue, let you understand that you are very powerful, capable of love.
Of course love and not love are good.
You're back today, you're back in the coffee shop, you've been shaking hands with you in the past, you're coming out with your new self, you know the earth is big, where you can take yourself, and you want him to be it. So you're not afraid anymore.