Talking about strangers to each other.

First, you have become my enemy, leaving me without warmth. We don't like chatting, and I don't like joking. We don't know each other, and you have a lot of things I don't know. I'm trying to bring us closer, but I feel that you are becoming more and more strange. Is it really fate that can't be redeemed in the end?

Second, I suddenly find that I don't know what to say, and I feel strange to each other. The feeling of being swayed by considerations of gain and loss comes to mind. Don't say goodbye and don't wait any longer. Life is spent in countless indecisive choices.

Third, I feel more and more lonely inside. No one really understands me, and fewer and fewer people can talk to me. People who used to be kind to me felt that they didn't know themselves well enough, but after they really got to know each other separately, they suddenly felt like soul mates. No one knows himself better and will feel more at ease. This feeling is really strange.

Fourth, when we become strangers to each other, we feel terrible. I thought we could be friends and talk at will. It turned out that I was wrong, just a passer-by, strangers to each other, and returned to the original point.

5. Is it true that two people will fade away after a long time? It doesn't matter who leaves, both of us feel strange.

Looking back, there are so many things in your circle that I don't know in the past two years. I don't like you doing what you like. There are more and more secrets, more suspicions and more strangers between us.