愛戀的氛圍

那樣的熱情, 不是想像.

而是真正的情生意動。

為了他哭，為了他笑，為了他一句話而高興，或者，變得勇氣十足，不知不覺的改變自己去迎合對方，努力讓兩人看起來更相配。

I haven't felt this way for a while now. I do laugh, but not the crying (at least not that kind), nor do I try to change myself for someone else.

Is this true maturity, or have I lost the feeling of crazy crazy love?

If so, maybe that's not a bad thing, either, although sometimes I think about it still.

After all, I am no longer what I was ten years ago anymore.

Change is omnipresent. The difference is that I really do no longer feel like I would die without the one I love anymore.

There is a certain kind of sadness in knowing that I would go on no matter what.

And a certain kind of relief, a certain kind of happiness as well.