How can you suppress your feelings for someone? Please, thank you.

It’s hard to say clearly. Love means that when he is around, he is the only one in your eyes; when he is away, everything has his shadow. I like it when I suddenly think of him while reading a book late at night, imagine what he is doing now, and feel a light warmth in my heart, but I never take the initiative to call him. After a few minutes, my attention was drawn to the plot of the book again! Love is in the lonely night, when longing comes like a tide. I hold the book in my hand but can't read it. I wonder if he is still working overtime at this time, whether he has eaten dinner or not. Is he thinking of him as much as I do? Generally thinking about myself. What I like is that when I discuss issues with him, I get red-faced and argue with each other. I don’t want to give in. I act like a hedgehog in front of him and never admit defeat, but in my heart I have already secretly admired his insight and talent. Love means hoping that he will be in step with you and be connected to your heart. A joke he may say unintentionally can make you feel depressed or even bring tears to your eyes. In front of him, I was never defensive. What I like is to send him a text message when I'm out, telling him the weather is nice here, and then turn off my phone and have fun alone in a different place. A week later, a tanned man suddenly appeared in front of him and was startled. Love is wanting to be with you wherever you go. You can stand and call him on the phone and let him listen to the sound of the waves, or you can stand still for a long time because you see a background that looks exactly like him on the street in a foreign land. What I like is that he simply said "Have a safe journey" before going on a business trip. Looking at the background of his departure, I felt a little reluctant in my heart, but said nothing, just waiting silently for the news of his return. Love was what he had repeatedly told him before going on a business trip. He stuffed his backpack with clothes and food, and would not leave until the train left at the station. And in the days after he left, I was uneasy every day, praying over and over again for his safe return. What I like is that when I'm hurt, I don't want him to see my vulnerable side, so I quietly wipe away my tears in front of him, and turn around, still looking happy and strong. Love is when you are wronged, crawling on his chest and crying bitterly, without pretense or worry, telling him all your troubles, longing to be comforted in his arms. What I like is eating KFC with him when we are tired from shopping on weekends; grabbing a cup of hot coffee with him in the cold winter; walking side by side with him on the street. Love is spending half a day on weekends cooking a few good dishes and watching him eat them with satisfaction; it is constantly refilling hot water in his coffee cup in the cold winter; it is being with He walked down the street and let him hold his hand tightly; she sat quietly next to him, happily watching him concentrate on working in front of the computer. What I like is listening to him tell interesting stories about his childhood, and then laughing, and feeling inexplicably moved in my heart. Love is listening to him tell interesting stories about his childhood, and then smiling slightly, feeling even more pity for the man in front of him who was once so naughty and mischievous. What I like is that I bumped into him in the corridor, greeted him happily, and exchanged a few words with him. When I passed by, I saw the bright sunshine outside the window, and my mood improved for no reason. Ai saw him in the corridor, pretending not to care, but as he passed by, he carefully felt the trembling air around him, so he couldn't help but look back. I like it when I see him and another girl walking hand in hand. My heart hurts a little, but I will soon smile again towards the rising sun. Love is a game you can't afford to lose. After you give it all, what may be left is just a scar in your heart. To like someone is to want them to be one's own, so one can like many people and want many people to be one's own. Love is obviously inseparable from him, but I have to give up on him, because the happiness he wants may not be given by me. I don't dare to occupy him, I hope to see happiness, even if that happiness is not shared with me. What I like is that I hope to find someone to talk to when I am lonely, bored or sad. Love means that I want to share it with him at any time. When I am happy, I even want to give him my faults and happiness. What I like is, when I haven’t contacted him for a long time, I receive his call and then listen to him with a smile.

Love is, when there is no contact for a few days, you call him in a hurry, and then hold back your tears and smile. Like, only when we are together, do we miss each other. Love means missing him every second even if we are together. If you like someone, you will have many friends and you will feel happy. Loving one person is a world where two people will feel uncomfortable if there is one more person. Liking someone is so sweet. Loving someone is a blessing in disguise. If you like someone, you will be very happy when you are together. When you love someone, you will feel inexplicably lost when you are together. When you like someone, you don't think about your future. When you love someone, you often look forward to tomorrow together. If you like someone, you will always be happy when you are together. If you love someone, you will often shed tears. If you like someone, when you haven't seen each other for a long time, you will suddenly think of him. If you love someone, when you haven't seen each other for a long time, you will think about him every day. If you like someone, when you think of him, you will smile. Love someone, when you miss him, you will stare at the sky. If you like someone, you will think that they have children, and you will definitely like them very much. When you love someone, one day you will suddenly be curious about what our children will be like in the future. When you like someone, you want everyone to be happy. Loving someone hopes that they will be happier. If you like someone, all you want is today. When you love someone, you expect forever. To like a person is to see his advantages. To love someone is to tolerate his shortcomings. When you stand in front of the one you love, your heart beats faster. But when you stand in front of the person you like, you are only moved and happy. When you make eye contact with the one you love, you feel shy. But when you make eye contact with the person you like, you just smile. When you have a conversation with someone you love, you find it difficult to speak. But when you have a conversation with someone you like, you can speak freely. When someone you love cries, you cry with them. But when the person you like cries, you will comfort him skillfully. Like is a kind of emotional love, a kind of emotional love, a kind of intuitive love, a kind of feeling like, you can stop loving, you never stop liking someone, you love someone very naturally, you like someone very calmly, sometimes I hope to be with him and love someone, but sometimes I am afraid to be with him and like someone, keep arguing with him about loving someone, and constantly pay for him to like someone. I hope that he can find someone to love at any time. I hope I can find him at any time. Love someone, always laugh for him, love someone always cry for him. Like, it is persistent love, it is worth liking, it is love, it is very simple, love is love, it is very complicated, I like you, but not I must love you. If I love you, I must like you very much. In fact, like and love are only one step away. But if you want to take this step, it depends on whether you like to take this step or love to take this step. Love is picking up the phone, but I don’t know and What he said, it turned out that I just wanted to hear his voice