Talking about the mood of leaving Dali

Every time I meet a parting, I will feel this inexplicable melancholy. I don't know what I want to do, but I feel empty in my heart, as if something is pressing on my heart, which is always very uncomfortable.

Every time I talk about parting, I feel particularly sad. Usually all kinds of casual little things have become nostalgic capital. I can't bear to leave, and I can't say clearly what is reluctant. I shouldn't want your company. I don't know if I'm afraid to face some things alone. Think about it. Every time I leave, I feel sad. Am I too dependent on you? Under your concern, have I forgotten what I am pursuing? What are the problems? Too dependent on you!