"Grandpa, why do you think she still doesn't want to come back?"
"Child, you've asked me this countless times. Your heart is still so entangled!"
There's not so much sadness in this world. Everyone will pay the same price for their past mistakes; no one will let themselves suffer humiliation for no reason. No one owes you anything; why should they be wholeheartedly with you after you've hurt them again and again? Perhaps that's how human hearts operate—one heart can't be exchanged for another.
Everyone lives painfully; what's not crucial to others might be the most important thing to oneself. Why is it that what I desire in life always evades me? What must I do in this life to regain the heart of the person I once loved the most?
