The Trip Down Memory Lane

Like a small boat sailing in the middle of the ocean with biting waves, I let my boat stop in the middle of the sea. Waiting for the waves to sweep my small boat, and submerge me along with it to the bottom of the sea where there will be no more pain. Because... my love sank with that small boat. Sucked into the dark bottom of the sea without light.
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"So, why don't we just give up? Hasn't it been clear from the beginning? The happy ending is not ours to have."