People always say that it takes time or new love to forget a person, but no one can tell me how long it takes to forget you and what kind of person can replace you.
All traces of love before are true and real. I can't ignore their existence or deny their significance. I remember, you see my eyebrows and smiles. I remember how shy I was every time I saw you. I remember the first time you kissed me, you were so nervous that your palms sweated. I remember you hugged me tightly by the side of the road after our quarrel. I remember you told me with great confidence that you would always be there for me. But then we split up. We went our separate ways. We haven't seen each other for a long time. Life was very busy. I was overwhelmed by things. I thought I would forget you slowly.
Until one day, I went to a place I haven't been to for a long time, looked at the street that I gradually knew, and remembered that we had been together. Until that moment, I realized that I had never forgotten you, not at all. How could anyone who had loved so much say forget and forget? We always thought that time was so powerful that it could take away all that we had. Love and hate, but slowly we will understand that time has not taken anything away, it only teaches us to put down those once important things, now no longer important, that once on the top of the heart, now is placed in a corner of the heart.
I remember remembering you long after we parted. I think I will remember you even when I grow old. I remember I loved you once.