We feel for each other like a ton of bricks. We navigate through life by trusting our perceptions. But there is a risk that we can't afford to take. Underlying the complicated mess is a deep and delicate wisdom.
痴痴缠缠,他们恨不能每时每刻都在一起。
他: “If ever that day comes I will lock us in for 3 days.”
她: “3 days after the wedding?”
他: “Too little. Not enough 5 days then. 让我们化成火焰吧!”
那一天没有到来,他们分手了。
她给他写了一段没有发出的短信:
I have loved you, respected you and lived with serene dignity since our start. I may learn to let you go, but the beauty of this love, the beauty you brought to me, will everlast and take up the rest of my life. I do not believe in after death nor believe in rebirth. But when I say my final goodbye to the world I'd rather hope there's a super power somewhere that understands what true love is and arranges for us to meet in our next life if there's one-provided you wish for the same. Every time when I am about to break down or fall apart, I think of you, think of what you said to me, on many occasions-I want you to be good and be happy. Yes love, I am trying very hard and I want the same for you.