Vows that were once as deep as the ocean suddenly became nothing more than a blank page.
The hand you once wanted to hold forever now felt dull and lifeless, and you couldn't help but want to let it go.
In matters of the heart, there is no right or wrong.
It's just that the passion faded, the people changed, and the love began to feel more and more like a stranger's.
The once-fiery emotions had all become a reflection in a mirror—beautiful, yet absurd.
[SOB... This reminds me of my husband. He was the same way. He used to be so good to me, doted on me. If I shed a single tear, his heart would ache for ages. But later on, I was always the one feeling wronged. When I cried, he felt nothing and even found me annoying.]
[I just want to say, relationships with younger men aren't as wonderful as they are in novels and TV shows. The reality is, you spend nine years helping a boy grow up, only for him to look down on you once he's a man.]
