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I really love him. Why does he say he loves me, but all he can do is hurt me?
If you don't love someone, please let go and let others have a chance to love her. If the person you love gives up on you, please let go of yourself. Only in this way can you have a chance to love other people's things, and what you like will never belong to you. The love you are destined to give up is a song in life that can never be sung. A singer may experience many kinds of love in his life, but don't let love become a kind of injury. There are predestinations everywhere in life, and some predestinations are doomed to be lost from the beginning. Some fates will never have a good result, but I'm thirsty. Hope to create a miracle. You don't have to love someone, but if you have someone, you must love him well. It's easy to say, but once it's done, it's really difficult. If sincerity is a kind of harm, please choose a lie. If a lie is a kind of harm, please choose silence. If silence is a kind of injury, please choose to leave. If love is a kind of injury, please don't go near it. But many times, this is not the case, because you have no choice. If the loss is painful, are you afraid to pay? If the obsession is bitter, will you choose to end it? If the pursuit is bitter, will you choose stubbornness? If separation is bitter, who do you want to talk to? I didn't see many things clearly until later. However, I don't have a kind of love, which is clearly deep love but not perfect expression, and a kind of love, which clearly knows to give up but is unwilling to leave. There is a kind of love that you know is painful, but you can't get rid of it. There is a kind of love, you know there is no way forward, but you can't take it back. Love is not a game, because we can't afford it. We really have to forget that we can't do it. No matter where I go, I think I should leave a pure beauty in my heart. We have never been easily tempted by others. It's hard to express in words the feeling of suddenly finding yourself deeply in love with you. Is it joy? Is it sadness? You told me to forget, I love to say, can I take it back? Maybe I don't have enough courage to face the cruelty of reality, so what is courage? Crying for your love. Or crying to let you leave? It is estimated that there is no correct answer at this time. When a cigarette falls in love with a match, it is doomed to be hurt. Don't say that the promise made by love is a debt owed. The mouse said to the cat, I love you. The cat says you go away. The mouse tore open. No one has ever seen the cat shed a tear after the mouse left. If you were a tear in my eye, I would never cry because I am afraid of losing you. Do you like shallow love or deep love? The fish said I couldn't see my tears because I was in the water, and the water said I could feel them because you were in my heart. In the world of love, there are no people who are sorry, only those who don't cherish. There is a feeling in this world that is unforgettable but can only be passed by. No matter how much you love it, no matter who turns around, it will eventually sink into the sea of sad time, slowly anesthetizing and guarding the phone that once sent love words, but you can't hear the familiar voice, you can't dial that number again, you always watch others perform sweetly, and you always shed tears in the love of others, and you are just a stage. The supporting roles that nobody pays attention to in the world use loneliness to set off others' love, and all they perform are others' expressions. Finally, I understand that love is just a beautiful dress on a model. It is always dazzling and beautiful when worn on others, and it becomes a clown's costume when worn on yourself. They are all lonely, lying down, looking for love when they are not lacking, and changing their lives when they are tired. It is not a movie for one person, but a wonderful time for two people to be together. Suddenly slipping away from the window, we are old and wrinkled, so we turn our backs on love and shut ourselves out of it, but this turn is often a permanent separation.

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