There is a lovelorn girl, she hurt a lot, lot, felt like the whole world is turned against themselves so, she even thought about death. She also vowed to crush her from now on will not be entangled in love again. She said the decision to a guy, then the guy constantly consolation, encouragement, every day write the message or cough to make her happy. Just like that, the girl gradually get rid of the pain, returned to cuteness as before.
Suddenly one day, the girl no longer receive messages from the guy again, in her heart feel some inadequacy and insecurity. She asked herself, did you have guys like? She remembered his vow, had begun to think myself not to boys, but boys silhouette in her heart kept hidden escape briskly out. She felt this weird nostalgia, very different from the feeling of love.
When she loves, so the nostalgia is like a powerful flame, constantly burning her heart, her soul occupies. In addition to miss out she can not do anything else.
But the feeling now that she did not know how to say more clearly. She does not think that has kind of a strange feeling of nostalgia like this, gently, little misty indeterminate, not anything exhausting, but I feel warm inside. Like in the corner where the department placed a flower, gently scented space occupies the entire room, we did not start to think about it, do we feel no self at all.
She determined to clarify what this feeling. One day, he asked her a phone call, asking her not having fun lately. Were talking, the girl suddenly asked the boy why not have a girlfriend, you need help finding a woman or not, when asked this question her heart beating so fast, but uses a joking tone to tell the boys . The guy said okay, okay. She did not know where to take courage, suddenly said that he saw you how. The other line was silent for a long time.
She felt the shock itself well, feeling like I'm destroying something. The guy finally ask him, he said we just do this you only. She asked why so? Did he not like me at what point star. Leave a atmosphere of silence, then the boy answered slowly, seemed to pour from every word to every girl so pleased.
"I worry, if later they were heartbroken, does not know who will come there to comfort you."
She cried, she realized that this feeling of nostalgia is not love.
There is a feeling of nostalgia is not love: feeling balanced, warm, no more of that, no particular smell, nor yet a possessor idea.
She remembered the words of the boys have said before, this world has 3 colors: red, blue, green
Red is superficial, urged the passion, the power to break things around
Blue is melancholy, profound, powerful engulf everything
Green is calm, calm, appease powerful
Passing of love red, blue lovelorn, lovesick, it's the blue is the best choice.
Limitation of love is how long? Weeks, months, or years? But no matter how long it is, then love will have the time to its limit. This feeling of nostalgia that forever will not expire
Emotional surpassing love and friendship, is what this feeling.
Found a strong shoulder to lean on, you can feel peace in my heart
Found an angel leads the way, we will never become disoriented.
When you find it, you are the happiest person in the world.
