Nothing ever stay the same. Forever it change. And I don't have the guts to look back. What past is past. I just wish I have one more chance to do things right. But, past can't be rewrite. And things will never be the same. EVER.
And here I am, collecting my tears and spit my anger to the future. But at some point I realize. There's something magic in tragic. Only when I manage to tolerate with my pain I face something more hurting. Losing something priceless. and its not about me. Or about you. Or about our love one. Its about US and TIME.
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