When I was a freshman, I met him and fell in love with him. And I could feel that he liked me, too. But we didn't tell each other our feelings. Because we both knew that we were impossible to get together in the future. So we always just kept being friends. We didn't hope to hurt each other. He was nice to me and always made me laugh. When we were together, I felt that I ever hadn't been happier before.
After his graduation, we lost touch. And during the two years, I tried my best to forget him. I just knew that he had a girlfriend. So I exerted myself to study hard. I found that time was the best medicine. The other day, I met him again. It seemed that he has experienced a lot. But I found that I don't love him any more. And I can't love him any more. He is a postgraduate and considering getting married with his girlfriend.
So I thank time. Now I believed this word, time is the best medicine. I think I should look forward and I will find the other part of my life in the future.