
I used to make myself
a glass full of water.


I think I know well what love is.
But NO.
I never know what LOVE is.
But there is someone make me realize . . .

"Even though love has ended, but the happiness of loving will never be melted."
And when there is someone who knows how to love,
they will never hurt love,
even though they will never own it.
To hurt others . . .
doesn't mean you don't feel the pain.

Now, I have a glass half full.

And I don't dare to resolve anyone's love.
Actually, I don't know anymore . . .
what love is.

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