I want to see you, I still want to see you

When I was watching I Want to Meet You recently, the most impressive sentence was when Li Ziwei said to Huang Yuxuan, our meeting is meaningful only when you want to see me. I thought this sentence was super romantic at the time, but later I realized that it was actually so sad. If you don't want to see me, but I just want to see you, then is our meeting meaningless?

This reminds me of my relationship with a good friend of mine. We were so close in high school that we were almost like sisters. She would write me 18 handwritten letters on my 18th birthday. When she was in a bad mood, I would stay by her side and listen to her complaints. We once told each other that we are plastic sisters, so that we can never be separated, but how far is eternity?

After graduating from high school, I was admitted to a medical school. She was dissatisfied with my results and chose to repeat the course. Then, slowly, our contact became less and less. Until one day, I realized that I might have neglected her. So I tried to change. I was passive and learned to take the initiative to chat with her and share my daily life with her, but the result was not ideal.

Later, I worried that my frequent chatting with her would affect her study, so I reduced the frequency of chatting with her. When did we realize we couldn’t go back? Probably when I found out that she didn’t reply to my message half a month ago, but sent it to Moments. At that moment, I realized that we couldn't go back, even though I still couldn't let go.

We meant it when we told each other that we were plastic sisters and we would never separate, because the promise was true the moment we said it. But now, it is true that we are drifting apart and have become like-minded friends in our circle of friends.

I used to think that I was wrong, that I had neglected her, that I had lost her. Thinking about it later, I didn’t lose her because I never owned her. How could I lose her if I never owned her? In fact, there is nothing wrong with us, it’s just that our choices are different. We all have the poetry and distance we pursue.

Life is like a train bound for death. There are many stops on the way. We are just the previous stop on each other’s life train. Now our life train is going to the next stop. Even if you are reluctant to leave, you still have to wave goodbye and start a new journey.

Perhaps, some people are suitable to be kept as memories. They are no longer with us, but they still stay in our hearts. We will no longer mention them and never forget them. I hope that we can be at the highest point of life. When we meet each other, and hope to meet again, we will all become better versions of ourselves.

What about you? Have you ever lost someone important to you, and are you still attached to them now? Have you let it go now? I hope my story can give you some inspiration.