Actually, I had already noticed it back then—you were replying to my messages more and more slowly, no longer sharing your daily life with me like you used to. I thought we would always have endless things to talk about. Later, your attitude toward me grew colder and colder; I could feel it even through the screen. That day, you stopped replying to my messages, and I tacitly stopped reaching out to you as well.

I know everyone has choices. Being there for a moment is easy, but staying by someone’s side is hard. At the crossroads, you insisted on going left, and I could only turn right without looking back. Do I regret it? Of course I do. I still think about you. I don't know if you're happier and more comfortable after your life no longer includes me, or if you feel sad, or maybe sometimes you remember me and regret your decision. It all seems to have gone back to the beginning, except this time we’re living our own separate lives, and my future will have one more unforgettable memory. Back then, I said I would love you forever, and you replied with an “okay.” You were the one who forgot, and that's why we missed out on each other. You and I did so many intimate things, revealed our true feelings so many times, but now we’ve become strangers. It’s really hard to describe how that feels—it’s a bit strange. We aren't open friends, nor are we pure lovers.

You asked me if love must be reciprocated. I don't know how to answer. I just know that in the early hours of that day, when you and I said we wanted to be together, I wanted to love you forever, no matter how difficult it got—I was willing.

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