Love that cannot be held onto, let it go gently.

Love that cannot be held onto, let it go gently.
Publication Date: 2014-07-08 Author: Shuangdingji Popularity:

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What are you to me? What am I to you? What am I to you? Perhaps I am just a fleeting passerby on your life's journey, perhaps your appearance has disturbed my peaceful life, perhaps our acquaintance is just a small joke in this life, perhaps it is all a deliberate arrangement by fate. Fate still brought us together. Even though it was the wrong time to meet the right you. No true emotion can leave one unmoved, whether it is friendship, love, or any other emotion. Having given is enough to cherish for a lifetime and should be treasured forever. From acquaintance to understanding, and then to love, it is a joy that will be unforgettable for a lifetime. When your familiar figure flashes before my eyes, when your gentle voice floats in my ears, I can't help but feel the excitement in my heart. You have become an inseparable bond for me. Sitting quietly, my thoughts fly wildly with my emotions. My heart beats faster when I see you! There is someone who is heartbroken, who is shedding tears. Someone cries, someone is sad,
someone... every time it is just me alone. Don't ask me what heartache feels like, I can't describe it. All I know is that when my heart aches, I only think of the person I love most. I'm willing to let that person occupy my wounded heart. Did you see my tears? Do you know how much my heart aches?
How can I describe the feeling of heartache? I finally understand that when love runs deep, all that's left is heartache. That pain flows through my entire body,
like a poisonous, stinging pain…
Love at its deepest is heartache, affection at its deepest is loneliness. To cherish you or to give you up, I don't know which is right or wrong? Is there a best choice?
I don't know, I really don't know, but I still want to know. I ask: Who can tell me?
I can't hurt you, I can only take care of myself. I need to understand the truth, and know how to treat this extraordinary love.
When love reaches the point of heartache, the final way out is to let go!
Sometimes I wish time could stand still for us, but what we imagine is ultimately impossible. Even knowing it's impossible, I still can't help but think about it.
Occasionally, you'll hold my hand and walk on the asphalt road. Will waiting for a relationship with no future bring any reward? Why do some people still wait so foolishly, just to avoid regrets? "
Love makes you know how deep the feeling is, drunkenness makes you know how strong the wine is"—perhaps that's what it means. Love is so exhausting. I can't remember where I saw this quote: "
If you don't love someone, let go, so that others have a chance to love them. If the person you love abandons you, let go of yourself,
so that you have a chance to love someone else." This is straightforward but very true, and it teaches people how to deal with emotions from one perspective.

Some things you like will never belong to you, some things you cherish are destined to be given up.
Love is a song in life that can never be finished. In one's life, one may experience many kinds of love, but never let love become a source of pain.

Fate exists everywhere in life; the gathering and scattering of relationships seem preordained. Some relationships
are destined to end from the start, some will never have a good ending; yet I yearn to create a miracle.
Loving someone doesn't necessarily mean possessing them, but possessing someone means you must love them well. It's easy to say, but incredibly difficult to do. Try it and see.

If sincerity is hurtful, choose lies; if lies are hurtful, choose silence; if silence is hurtful,
choose to leave. If love is hurtful, don't get close. But in many cases, it's not so, because you don't have a choice.

If loss is painful, are you afraid to give? If obsession is painful, will you choose to end it? If pursuit is painful, will you choose to remain stubbornly
persistent? If separation is painful, to whom will you confide? Many things only become clear later;
many things didn't seem painful at the time, yet I can no longer find my way back.

There is a kind of love that is clearly deep, yet imperfectly expressed. There is a kind of love that knows it must be given up, yet is unwilling to leave.
There is a kind of love that, though known to be torment, cannot be escaped. There is a kind of love that, though known to be hopeless, the heart is already irretrievably drawn back.

Love is not a game, because we cannot afford to play it. Love is a sincere commitment; forgetting is truly impossible.
No matter where we end up, I think we should all keep a pure and beautiful memory in our hearts. I've never easily fallen for anyone, but
suddenly I find myself deeply in love with you. That feeling is truly indescribable—is it joy? Is it sorrow?
You tell me to forget, but can love be so easily taken back? If it could, it wouldn't be love.

Perhaps I don't have enough courage to face the cruelty of reality. So what is courage? Is it crying and begging you to love me?
Or crying and letting you go? I guess there's no right answer right now.

A man's confidence comes from a woman's admiration, and a woman's pride comes from a man's adoration.
So why do we always fail to cherish the person in front of us? In the unpredictable reunions, we always assume we'll meet
again, that fate will bring us together once more, that we'll have a chance to say sorry. We never consider that every wave goodbye might be a final farewell.

I often feel this way: perhaps love is just a product of loneliness, a need to find someone to love, even without any future.
But why is love so fragile? Sometimes it's more easily broken than a glass vase. Yet it's also so strong,
so strong that even when wounded, it still loves devotedly, without regret.

Love can be a fleeting moment, or it can last a lifetime. Everyone can fall in love with different people at different times,
so why is my love only once? I know that no one is indispensable, but truly forgetting is incredibly difficult.
Perhaps that's why I'm not strong enough!
Everything now, seemingly unintentional, is the result of my careful cultivation. Right now, I especially hope for a storm, because then I can be in the midst of it,
and even with tears streaming down my face, no one will notice.

Life is unpredictable; everything arrives at its appropriate time, but we either lack the right mindset to welcome it or we don't pay attention.
As someone once said: whoever does the right thing at the wrong time, the consequences are predictable, and the price is obvious.

Leaving because of love, giving up because of love—it sounds noble and carefree, but who can truly leave for love?
Perhaps you can, but I cannot easily give up. Even though some feelings are so direct and cruel, allowing no room for any roundabout warmth…

The evening breeze gently blows, my heart slowly relaxes, but my longing for you remains. Being alone isn't lonely; missing someone is.
My mood drifts gently in the air with the wind, no longer thinking about so many things. So, I can only let my mind wander, letting the night wind carry my thoughts wherever they may.

Feeling your departure, a sharp pain pierces my heart; in an instant, my heart feels empty, as if life has truly lost its meaning.
Actually, I understand your thoughts, your situation, but when you care too much about someone, love becomes a burden.

If you truly love someone, don't give up easily, even if they hurt you. Try to care about them, listen to them,
and let them know you still love them. If you truly love someone, don't give up easily, even if they disappoint you. Try to be forgiving.
Let him know you still care about him. Love is truly a wondrous thing, possessing boundless magic that captivates us. I firmly believe that
to love someone is to love everything about them, and that worldly concerns won't change that. Although I understand that loving someone and giving everything for them
might not be reciprocated, and many stories end without resolution, I'm still willing to give my all, trying my best to protect him from harm. Everlasting love is a fairytale everyone hopes to have!
Having witnessed so much human joy and sorrow, love and hate, it seems we shouldn't be so pained by loss...
I prefer to believe that everyone who loves truly gives their heart, even though that love might one day change drastically.
When love becomes a burden, when love becomes a constraint that restricts your freedom, the only thing we can do is let go.
When love becomes yesterday's cooled warmth, when love no longer attracts you or brings you joy, all we can do is let go, gently release...
In so many stories, why do the tragic lovers become so irrational in the end?
Perhaps love and marriage shouldn't be so complicated; what's complicated is our inability to let go, our inability to accept a bleak reality.
Does every story prove the old saying true: true love can only live in the earliest memories...?
When all the stories unfold, cherish the beauty of the past. Even fleeting moments of tenderness will eventually be sealed away, melted into the depths of our hearts...
Remember the beauty you can remember, forget the sorrow you can forget.
Dawn breaks, let us set off. Once again, I hold your hand tightly, feeling your breath.
Dawn breaks, let us gently, gently turn and leave, turning our heads, never to look back...

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