I hope it's not the night listening that will accompany you tonight. If you walk into my heart, you will cry. In my heart, you are my world. If I can walk into your heart, I will cry, because there is no me in your heart!
I really gave up this time. I don't want to be swayed by considerations of gain and loss, and I don't want to be mean anymore. You don't have me in your heart! Love is like sand in my hand. Since I can't hold it, I'll keep it.
I told myself before that I believe you have me in your heart, but now I find that you don't have me in your heart at all. The suffering during this period is like a bone-peeling cramp. In the past few days, your indifference to me, I finally understand that I like you unilaterally is not the saddest thing, but I hope you love me too, which makes me fall into eternal sadness.
I don't know why you do this to me. I treat you wholeheartedly, and all my thoughts are on you. You don't have me in your heart. I owe you nothing. Never respected me. I'm your mother. I don't know if you can read these words, but I am extremely disappointed in you. Finally, I want to say that you can only go your own way, others can't help you, and parents just want you to be good.