SPIRITUAL AI

HAS UP TO THE POINT OF END Later I will remember, regarding the many laughs that wiped the corners of our eyes, as well as several reasons, which until now have not found a strong reason.  We have reached the limit of stopping, stopping sharing, stopping caring for each other. It's like two opposite sides.  Maybe it's true, the crack in the wound has turned into a gaping hole in the chest, and I've lost my efforts, only to glue it again, let alone recover.  If there had never been flowery days created, or a form of deepest longing with ambiguous jealousy, maybe it wouldn't be this hard not to remember you.  Then you plant doubts in my mind, "which hurts more, together but not forever, or apart to find happiness in another story?" Then I broke the giddiness in your heart, "I didn't choose one of them, because what hurts the most is when you don't choose me anymore." And you passed, taking with you the heart and all its steadfastnes