Lying in bed at night, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, thoughts racing in my mind.

Decided to message you, hoping for empathy from our once close relationship.

Sent the message without overthinking, but you didn’t respond. Sent another message, and after a while, you replied: “You must be really bored.”

Seeing that reply, felt an inexplicable heartache. We used to share everything, considered you my most trusted friend. But times change, lives diverge, and we drifted apart.

In youth, believed relationships were unbreakable. With maturity, realized it was naive thinking.

Had numerous friends, swore lifelong loyalty, but with each separation and different paths in life, we grew apart.

Now looking back, perhaps I was too naive. Thought the most important friend in my life was myself, yet ended up prioritizing others.

You only expressed sentiments, nothing more. Youthful emotions are fleeting; once tainted by worldly interests, lose their original purity.

After experiencing much, learning to let go, realizing some things are beyond our control.

Let it go, keeping it in your heart only adds unnecessary burden.

Stop lamenting relationships, as the connection you once shared had a price tag from the start.

Growing up is painful. Holding onto the past will only lead to self-destruction. Many have learned to handle things calmly, while you cling to your initial dreams.

Failure to let go will only lead to your own suffering.

Life is about moving forward, understanding that carrying the weight of the past will eventually lead to abandonment.

Learning to be indifferent, composed, and to disregard everything, eventually earns you maturity in others’ eyes.

But deep down, you know you’ve lost your true self for this image of maturity.

In youth, believed everything could last forever, but time is unforgiving.

Reunions after a long absence are often awkward.

Thought you could change things, but it was just wishful thinking.

Recall the companionship under the setting sun in the ancient city, realizing you’re no longer the same, and I’m no longer me, rendering us powerless.

You spoke, I couldn’t find the words, and what I said, you’ve long forgotten. The balance between us has shifted.

There were tears shed and regrets, but facing reality, there was nothing we could do.

The one who stays put will eventually be eliminated.

Any relationship cannot withstand overestimation.

The hardships and intimacy you believed in have drifted apart over time.

The tighter you hold onto someone, the deeper the hurt.

Not giving each stage of life a fresh start will leave you abandoned in this world.

What you thought was eternal love and vows were just age-related illusions, easily washed away by growth.

Don’t impose your self-importance on others; you are not them, and they are not you.

Say your goodbyes on the street without shedding tears before leaving.

Perhaps, that’s the last bit of dignity left.

In your city, lost in the streets without a destination.

Thought you’d accompany me for a while, but you left gracefully, and my heart plummeted like falling into an abyss.

Years later, can still recall the pain, but you’ve long forgotten our parting.

The candied hawthorn I once loved became a permanent farewell.

Yet here I am, listening to your troubles in the lonely wind.

Before that time, believed I’d be your forever, but you crushed my dreams.

Leaving with a bleeding heart, longing for a way back.

Frantically seeking a resting place for my soul.

Across mountains and rivers, can’t get past you.

But I’ve learned to be proud in silence, understanding that the past is gone.

While memories are vital to me, to you, they’re just a passing breeze.

The past is a drama, you’ve shed the royal attire, and I must erase the colors.

A drama without a beginning or end, yet its fragmented charm lingers in others’ lives.