Classic quotes from 2015: I don’t hate you, because I don’t want to remember you

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Most of us who are alive have done only three things in our lives: deceiving ourselves, deceiving others, and being deceived by others. Love is not grand vows, but rather simple companionship. Do you know what love is? It’s not letting you go; rather, it holds you tightly and says: You can’t leave! If you can’t give me all of it, I’d rather have nothing at all. Without the moon, the sun will still shine; without the sun, the moon will disappear as well. You’re not brave; no one will be strong for you. Others look back at that person in the light-filled enclosure; I wonder where that person is. The teacher said: There is no remedy for regret in this world, only rat poison. Behind every unfaithful man, there is a woman who hurt him the most. Give your tears to the one who cares most about you, and give your smiles to the one who hurt you the most. You remain calm because you’re not afraid of death; I’m more calm than you because I’m not afraid of your death. I don’t hate you, because I don’t want to remember you. Don’t think that tanning can hide the fact that you’re an idiot. Kneel down and touch your own shadow; I’m sorry for making you go through this humiliation. Facing your online profile picture, I’ve finally managed to remain indifferent. I sent my heart to the wrong address; could you please give it back to me now? Wandering the streets, searching for happiness... There is only one path, in other words, a dead end. I actually have a pretty good figure – plump but not overweight. You’re so rich – why not let ghosts grind the mill? Don’t compare humans to dogs; at least dogs remain loyal until the day you leave. I decided not to cry, I held back my tears and forced myself not to blink. Thank you for your heartlessness, as it taught me to give up. With a cigarette in hand, I wandered the world. It was only when tears flowed that I realized that separation is another form of understanding. I truly love you. I close my eyes, thinking I can forget, but the tears that flow don’t allow me to deceive myself. I shouldn’t say \"I love you\" lightly; a promise made is a debt owed! The happiness on one’s face is visible to others. Who else can feel the pain in one’s heart? After breaking up, it’s not right to remain friends, as we have hurt one another; nor can we be enemies, because we once loved deeply. Thus, we become the most familiar strangers. Some encounters between people are like meteors, bursting with enviable sparks in an instant, but destined to be brief. I can feel your heartache; you have a helplessness that you can’t express in words… But you act like it doesn’t matter, and the more you do that, the more distressed I become. Sometimes, it is out of love that one quietly steps away; what is avoided is the physical presence, but the silent affection remains unchanged. Love becomes precious only when it is at risk of being lost; many people fail to appreciate what they have until it’s gone. In fact, it is those things that are closest to us that are the most precious. Sometimes, love is also a form of hurt; cruel people choose to hurt others, while kind people choose to hurt themselves. You left, taking all of my love with you. With just a word of goodbye, I held back my tears as I watched you go; I really wanted to hold you one last time, to say “I love you” to you one more time. The air after the rain, the weary sorrow – the fairy tales in my memory are slowly melting away. If there is love, why not speak it out? Once some things are lost, they can never be brought back! Loving someone is a feeling; when that feeling is no longer there, I know I’m still forcing myself to stay, and that’s called responsibility! Breaking up takes courage! When such courage is no longer there, I still keep encouraging myself – that’s tragic. Don’t think that tanning can hide the fact that you’re an idiot. Kneel down and touch your own shadow; I’m sorry for making you go through such humiliation. Facing your online profile picture, I’ve finally managed to remain indifferent. I sent my heart to the wrong address; could you please give it back to me now? I wander the streets, trying to find out where happiness lies. There is only one path ahead – in other words, a dead end. I actually have a pretty good figure – plump but not overweight. You’re so rich – why not let ghosts grind the mill? Don’t compare humans to dogs; dogs are at least loyal. If you send a message to someone you like and they don’t reply, it’s not the same. Stop sending it.