I can’t say I loved you. I just can’t. Because it feels like saying my love for you is over. Like it’s finished, done, gone. But that’s not true. Not even close. My love isn’t in the past. It’s here. It’s alive. I love you now. I still do. You didn’t take all my love with you when you left. It stayed behind. It lingers. Some days, it hits me hard, reminding me it’s still here, refusing to fade away. Other days, it quietly pushes me, challenging me to keep moving forward, daring me to find strength when it feels impossible. But most of the time, it’s just there, a part of me, woven into everything I do. Every step I take, every memory I revisit, every breath I draw. My love doesn’t depend on you being here. There’s no distance too great, no ending too final, that could ever stop me from loving you. So I can’t say I loved you. Because I love you. 我不能說我愛過你。我就是做不到。 因為這感覺就像說我對你的愛結(jié)束了。好像一切都結(jié)束了，結(jié)束了，消失了。 但事實并非如此。一點也不近。 我的愛不在過去。它就在這里。它是活的。 我現(xiàn)在愛你。我仍然這樣做。 你離開的時候沒有帶走我所有的愛。它留下了。它揮之不去。