Broken heart, difficult to save by immortals!

Jun 10, 2010142

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The text reflects on the realization that loving someone too much often leads to self-inflicted pain. The speaker questions if the person who hurt them would feel remorse. They express that if they were able to enter the other person's heart, they would find indifference, while their own heart is filled with sadness caused by that person. The speaker values both past relationships and long-lasting love. They would rather be proudly single than compromise themselves. They advise against waiting for the wrong person or hurting oneself unnecessarily. Love can sometimes be a form of harm. Cruel people choose to hurt others, while kind people choose to hurt themselves. Unrequited love is compared to a silent tragedy that may turn into a sad ending if spoken about. The speaker clarifies that crying does not mean surrendering, stepping back does not mean giving up, and letting go does not mean abandoning. They explain that their smile does not necessarily indicate happiness. They emphasize that one can only give up, not forget. They suggest that by caring less, one can reduce the pain, and as time passes, love fades and disperses.

Finally understand, it turns out that loving someone too much, the one who gets hurt is always oneself. I just want to ask you, "Will you feel sorry for hurting me?"

One day, if you can enter my heart, you will definitely shed tears, because there is all the sadness you gave; one day, if I can enter your heart, I will also shed tears, because inside is all your indifference.

I care about what I once had, and I also care about eternity.

I would rather be proud and single than compromise myself.

Don't wait for someone you shouldn't wait for, don't hurt a heart that shouldn't be hurt.

Sometimes, love is also a kind of hurt.

Cruel people choose to hurt others;

Kind people choose to hurt themselves.

Unrequited love is the best silent play, speaking out may turn into a tragedy.

Crying does not mean that I surrender;

Taking a step back does not mean that I admit defeat;

Letting go does not mean that I give up;

Just like when I smile, it does not mean that I am happy.

There is only giving up, no forgetting.

If you look at it lightly, you will hurt less. As time goes by, love fades, and it disperses.