Shanghai, China

                                                                                                                      May, 2021

Yu Yan's POV.

I stared into nothingness, thinking about many things that I wish would be different. The wind blowing around me as all of the flowers were blooming beautifully.

The pain, the emptiness, the loneliness.

Feeling full of all these emotions, I sat onto a near bench, sipping my coffee slowly as I continued to stare at the scenery in front of me.

"Excuse me dear, is the seat next to you taken?"

Looking to my left side, I saw an old man smiling kindly at me. Shaking my head at him I made more room for him so he could sit on the bench.

"Is everything alright? You look like something bad happened to you..."

Smiling sadly to myself, these happy and painful memories came to me, flashing right through my head and breaking my heart once again. Inhaling hardly the heavy air into my lungs I finally spoke.

"I ask you about love, you'd probably quote me a sonnet

But you've never looked at a woman and been totally vulnerable

Known someone that could level you with her eyes

Feeling like God put an angel on Earth just for you

Who could rescue you from the depths of Hell

And you wouldn't know what it's like to be her angel

You don't know about real loss

'Cause that only occurs when you love something more than you love yourself"