![]() I can see my friends so happily in love, but no... not me. Maybe because it wasn't the time yet, maybe because I'm not ready, from the hurt that I get, accepting what's meant to be. I assumed myself the past is rotten, but maybe it's just hard enough to be forgotten. Maybe I didn't completely healed yet, from broken promises that have been made, maybe I still love him, even I know his love already fade. And maybe... because I still hold onto, when there's nothing left to be hold on, once again maybe because, it's so hard to move on... Love, #M. ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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