Do you feel bad when you hurt me?

I finally understand that if I love someone too much, it will always be myself who gets hurt. I just want to ask you: "Will it hurt you to hurt me?" One day, if you can walk into my heart, you will cry, because there is sadness from you; One day, if I can enter your heart, I will cry, because it's all yours. Will hurting me hurt you? If I leave and disappear into your world forever, will you miss me and think of my heartache in a sober afternoon? If one day you see my hand being held tightly in the street, will you tell me impulsively that you still love me? If one day I want to see you before I die, will you come back to me regardless? If I forget that you don't love you anymore, will you not get used to it? One day, the cup said to its owner, "I'm lonely. I need water." Give me some water. " "The host said," Well, with the water you want, won't you be lonely? "The cup said," I think so. " So the host poured boiling water into the cup. The water is so hot that the cup feels it melting. The cup thought, this is the power of love. Then, the water became warm and the cup felt very comfortable. The cup thought, this is the feeling of life. Later, the water cooled down and the cup got scared. He doesn't know what he is afraid of. The cup thought, this is the taste of loss. Slowly, the water cooled the cup, and the cup was desperate. This is a masterpiece of fate. The cup said, "master, pour out the water quickly, I don't need it." "But the master is not here. The cup feels suffocating. Hateful water, cool in my heart, feels so sad. The cup shook hard and the water finally flowed out of the cup's heart. The cup is so happy. Suddenly, the cup fell to the ground. The glass was broken. Before he died, he saw traces of water everywhere in his heart. Only then did he know that he was from love the water and he was so love the water. However, he can no longer keep the water completely in his heart. The cup cried, its tears dissolved with water, and it hoped to love water again with its last strength. I finally understand that I am at my best when I don't love ... but the deepest experience of anyone who has had emotional experience is that I am at my best when I don't love. When you love someone, your mind is on him, thinking of him, expecting him, worrying about him, worrying about him, expecting him and disappointing him. You lose yourself when you depend on others. Your joys and sorrows are all due to external reasons. And all the efforts and expectations are often lost. The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. When you don't love, your mood is the calmest, your mentality is the most stable, your temperament is the most indifferent, and your relationship with people is the best. There is no excessive enthusiasm, no suspicious suspicion, no sensitivity to injury, no abnormal anger, no anxiety of expectation, no disappointment and sadness, and no irrelevant fantasy. When you stop loving, you will have more time to enrich your mind, more energy to improve your life, more enthusiasm to spread to your friends, more leisure to do what you really like, and more confidence and determination to shape your true self. Feelings, especially those between men and women, are the most complicated and difficult equations in the world. People who are deeply involved in it are entangled in troubles and confusion. The complexity of people's hearts and the vagaries of the world have increased the difficulty of emotional problems. Instead of being trapped in it and never being able to survive, it is better to give yourself more care ... I ask heaven: after many years,