There is a kind of regret that, in fact, many people have

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I attended the wedding of a girl with whom I have a very close relationship yesterday, and I still feel strange inside to this day. Yesterday, when she and the groom exchanged rings, hugged each other affectionately, and vowed to love one another for life, I almost cried; I also saw that Jiejie’s eyes were slightly reddened as well. At that moment, our feelings were particularly complex. Happy, joyful, regretful, sad – but mostly filled with blessings; it was truly a moment of mixed emotions. Because this girl was the first love of my best friend from over 10 years ago. I met him the day before her wedding. I asked him if he would go to the wedding tomorrow; he joked with me in a casual manner, his face showing disdain. But just a few days ago, when I told him that the girl was getting married, I spent the entire afternoon sitting with him by the road. Even though they had been apart for 3 years, he still cried whenever he talked about those old times. Even though there were other girls around him, and even though they were already engaged, I knew that this feeling was one he would never be able to let go of in his life. 　　Once, they were the source of amusement for us friends; once, they were deeply in love and stayed together for 5 years; once, they had their respective zodiac signs tattooed on their bodies; once, they asked me to be the host of their wedding; once, they would travel from one city to another just because they missed each other. But now I can only bless her and comfort him. When I was at the wedding yesterday, when I spoke on behalf of my friend, when I hugged the bridegroom, I wished so much that it were him standing in front of me instead of \"him\". I could do whatever I wanted at their wedding; I could even hold the bride tightly while they were toasting and tell her that I wouldn’t let go until she finished drinking. But all of that remained just a fantasy. I went there with my camera yesterday, hoping to capture more happy and beautiful moments. But when I got home, I found that there were only 4 photos in my camera, and all of them were of their backs. It’s not that I don’t feel like it; I promised my friend that I’d take more photos for him to see. But I know he would be sad if he really saw those moments, and I really can’t bear to keep those images in the camera. 　　On the way home at night, I kept this song \"Hero\" playing in the car. I took out my phone and sent him a text message: \"Go to sleep and have sweet dreams.\" ”After a long time, he replied to me, “I’m afraid everything I dream about is her.” ” 　　When I got home, I remembered what my sister in Shanghai had said to me during a conversation at her place a few years ago. My sister said that she once loved a boy deeply for 7 years, but they eventually parted ways. Not long after that, she fell in love with my current brother-in-law and decided to get married after six months of dating him. My sister said that in one’s life, one meets many people who love you and those who are loved by you, but there is only one person with whom you truly share a deep love. Yet it is often these very two people who cannot make it to the end together. Because they know each other too well – so well that the other person might be another version of themselves. The feeling they have when they are together is something no one else can give. Back then I didn’t understand why two people like that wouldn’t make it to the end, but now, maybe I get it. Such feelings are the purest, free from any material or social elements. But gradually, we are all being invaded by the secular world, facing all kinds of temptations. When the person around us becomes so familiar that there is no longer any sense of novelty, this relationship becomes extremely fragile. Love was defeated by time; we were defeated by reality. The once deep affection and solemn vows between them suddenly became something strange and unattainable. 　　I used to think that one should only have one romantic relationship in their life, because I believed that a person tends to like girls of a certain type. Why not give her all of your love? Love is beautiful, but it can also be very difficult. We might as well devote ourselves to nurturing a unique love, turning it into family affection in the end. But how many people can have such a beautiful thing? I used to not know how to deal with the situation where someone who was extremely familiar to me suddenly disappeared from my life; I didn’t know how to get rid of those habits that the two of us had developed together out of love, and I wondered whether it was possible to face life on one’s own after losing someone. Now that she’s no longer in my QQ account, now that I’ve deleted all the photos from my computer, now that I’ve put all those reminders of our past in a box and stored it in a place where I can never see it again, now that I no longer stay up all night because of longing, now that I walk alone through the places where we used to be together, now that I no longer imagine that we could be together again. I suddenly realized that this is also called love, and that there are two possible outcomes of love. “One has to travel to many places in life; “loving only you for a lifetime” is merely one’s own wish. I admit that when I saw a newlywed couple happy at their wedding yesterday, I thought of her; I thought of how I had told her that our wedding would be truly special, I thought of her asking me to pick her up in the wedding car myself, I thought of my promise to her to design our home to be as romantic as the Aegean Sea, and I thought of her saying that she would give me a deep kiss at the wedding. But when I think about these things, I can’t figure out what she’s thinking. 　　Time will eventually take everything away. In the end, when we all find our place, that person will be nothing more than a vague, fragmented silhouette in our memories. 　　The beauty of the past, the strangeness of the present, and indifference in the future. Perhaps this is all we can leave to the person we love the most in our lives. Those eternal vows of love may simply mean no meeting point and no end. Please love deeply those around you, and please forget the one you love most. http://www.21chemnet.com