I have always believed that people will experience real loss and lost several times in their lives. That feeling is like a silent night, you stand alone in front of the window, watching the street lights outside the window light up one by one, but you can no longer see the familiar figures. You know that you have lost the connection with that world. The fragments of life slip through your fingers, and you are powerless to stand there and watch everything become blurred.
Sometimes, I will think of you on such a night. I remember that it was the most peaceful night we spent together. The hustle and bustle of the city was isolated outside the window, and time passed quietly in our conversation. You never told me why you always looked into the distance, with a deep sense of alienation in your eyes. You never told me whether there was an unsolved mystery hidden in your heart.
I once tried to ask and try to find the answer to the mystery, but you always turned away, leaving me wandering in the blank. Perhaps, life is like this-when we are busy looking for answers, we often miss the most important things. Perhaps, your departure is an irreparable miss, and I am destined to learn how to let go in this miss.
Those irreparable pasts have long become silent wounds
Whenever I recall that time, I always feel an indescribable pain, as if there is a corner in my heart, hiding something I can’t touch. I know that those memories no longer belong to me, they have become part of the past, like sand blown away by the wind, no matter how I chase them, I can no longer hold them in my palm.
I once tried to understand you, to peek into your inner world, and to find the key to the closed door, but every time I was deeply confused. You are always so close and so far in front of me. The distance between us is not only the barrier of space, but more of the inability to touch between hearts.
Yes, I can’t really walk into your heart, I can only stand in the distance and watch you disappear in front of my eyes like smoke. I can only listen to you tell the stories you want to tell, but I can never touch the secrets in your heart. You like to watch the rain outside the window, like to sit in the coffee shop on the corner for a whole day, and I have also tried to get close to you in those late nights, trying to understand the loneliness and bitterness deep in your heart. However, in the end, I found that it seemed that all efforts were in vain, and even I had forgotten how I first entered your world.
Lost, because we are all looking for an unreachable dream
Sometimes, I would think that maybe there is such a person in everyone’s life who is destined to be just a passer-by and cannot stay. This kind of loss is not only because of the distance, but also because we know that those emotions hidden deep in our hearts will eventually become blurred with the passage of time, and eventually disappear in the endless years.
I once thought, if one day you completely disappeared from my world, what would I do? Will I cry like a child looking for you, or will I stand in loss and no longer stay for anyone? But I think, after all, I will understand that life never has an unchanging answer. We can’t pick up the past years again, we can only hide them in the depths of memory and let them drift away with the wind.
And you, the you of the past, are still deeply imprinted in my heart, becoming an indelible pain in my life.
Perhaps, we will never finish that road
Sometimes, I feel that perhaps you have never really left. You have always been in my memory, in every thought that I inadvertently overflowed. Whenever I walk aimlessly under the dim street lights, I suddenly look back, as if I can see you waiting for me at that street corner. I have repeatedly asked myself in countless late nights, what exactly made us walk so far, but we can never get close to each other. We met, and it seems that we are destined to miss each other.
We passed each other by, and the tenderness we once had did not become eternal after all. You quietly walked out of my life, taking away all the words that have never been said. Perhaps, I have always known that all this is just an encounter in a dream, destined to have no ending.
However, the trajectory of fate is always unpredictable. Even if we know that there will be no chance to look back, we will still walk into those missed times until they become history. After you left, I felt endless loss, as if something was torn apart. Now, I finally understand that loss is not a terrible thing. It just makes us understand that the good things we once had will eventually become a part of our lives, hidden deep in our hearts and can no longer be erased.
You are gone, but I am still walking on this empty street
Now, walking on this street, all the memories are like forgotten lyrics, appearing and disappearing from time to time. Those days, those moments spent with me, have turned into dust of the years and dissipated in the endless wind. You are no longer a part of my life, but I still walk on this empty street with the traces you left behind.
Sometimes I wonder where you will be? Are you standing in a corner like me, staring at the rain outside the window, thinking of those warm moments in the past? But I know that all this is just an empty echo after all. We can’t go back to the past, nor can we find those lost times again.
However, despite this, I still believe that all loss and confusion will have a chance to start again. Perhaps, walking on this empty street, we will eventually meet.