Back to the shop after giving up many times, I stopped by an old coffee shop on a quiet corner of Hanoi. Alone with a cup of unsweetened black coffee, I thought I would never dare to taste bitter and bitter. I have never tried the bitter taste of coffee but I have heard somewhere, someone once said that if you have experienced the feeling of loveliness then you will not be afraid to taste the bitter taste of coffee again. I also believe it is true, and today I wanted to try, try to see how bitter it is, more bitter than the feeling of seeing my heart broken or not?
"But I hurt when you broke your arm
Then turn away when he tries to cling
Find that figure in the dark night
Find that voice after the rain
... "
The song that plays in the bar also fits my mood right now, but it is different from the title because I'm the only girl left in love. In the past, I was afraid of love, because I thought that when I was in love, it would be painful when we broke up, or in other words, I was afraid of feeling depressed, regretting having devoted my love to someone else. I must be alone when I am gentle and listen to my heart broken. Today was Sunday, I quietly looked through the window, the street corner or the small street, each pair, each pair holding hands around, I suddenly felt a little heart pity. In the society of thousands of people, I accidentally met him and then silently watched him let go of my arm, slowly but quietly leaving, that road did not go together, with me and him, the two of them had gone along. but then gone, no longer see each other in life.