Within the room, Beyond the desire

Love must be hurt and been hurt when deeply devote to love.

One must sharply dive in and drill in to tell each other that I am really in. In my novel, the girls met the rock guitarist and fell in love at first sight. He said she was stupid. He had no money, no account, no diploma. He asked her why she loved him? But she was moved by his music. With the grey sky above the Huangpu River behind, he told her that he would leave, because of love. She didn't understand, but she nodded. They had been together for a year, but the boy was left, in winter with many holidays. He said he wanted to pass the love. Loved a person, the body would be with a brand, not to wear. This is the love what he experienced.