If we can’t support each other through tough times, it’s better to forget one another in the world

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That year, the wind was icy cold; you called me and sang the song \"Contentment\" amidst the roaring noise of the machines. That’s how I remembered you, as well as that song. Although the sky was gray back then, my heart was filled with blue. That year, the autumn winds were cool; you said that the moment you saw me, you fell in love with my eyes, so clear and transparent, and that’s how you fell for me at first sight as well. At first, I didn’t believe in love at first sight, but you spoke so earnestly, so sincerely, that I believed you as well as my own eyes. At some point, two pairs of hands began to touch each other, and in your palm, you felt a great deal of sweetness. And so, everything I see is you. I was worried that I might get bored staying alone in the company, so you took a three-hour bus ride in the scorching heat to deliver the computer to me – I was truly touched at that moment. I think I’ll stay with you for the rest of my life, never to part again. Yet, time flies by, and people’s hearts gradually grow weary. In that small park, you sent me a text saying we should break up, that you couldn’t stand my bad temper; my heart was bleeding at that time, I could feel it. I can’t believe that someone who once said they loved me would break up with me just because of my capriciousness. I can’t believe that my love is so fragile. That day, I set aside all my pride and went to you; you held me in your arms, and we cried for a long time, and then we reconciled. You never comforted me when I was crying; instead, you yelled at me ； You once pushed me away when you were angry ； You have told me time and time again that you’re not looking for a willful girl like me. . . . . . . . . . . Time and time again, how could I not realize that you had actually started to get tired of it deep down? Over and over again, I convinced myself that you loved me. But such behavior isn’t just self-deception? I’m so stupid, so foolish. Hehe. Zhuangzi said that it is better to forget each other in the vast world than to rely on one another in times of difficulty. And we simply can’t support each other through tough times. Why do I keep deceiving myself, telling myself that you love me and care for me? But is love really like that? When I said we should break up, you never tried to persuade me like other guys do, telling me we shouldn’t break up; you just agreed. Every time the two of you argue, you always say you’re not at fault, you’re not at fault. You’ve always thought it was my fault. Everyone tells me that when looking for a friend, even if the man is right, she will give in, but you never do. You are right, you are right. . Maybe it really is my fault; I was wrong, and I was wrong so badly. I want such love; what’s the point of continuing to insist on such love?