Its always hurt me when I tot of the good old days ... i wonder why... *sigh!
Its like... My heart is made of glass.
U've broke it once... and it broken into a million of thousand pieces..
Its hard for me to put the pieces together... Almost impossible I might say...
Even if I succeed, it won't be the same again...
disfigure... ugly... messy...
life is so hard when we still live in the past
dunno how to let it go... *sigh again
Its like... My heart is made of glass.
U've broke it once... and it broken into a million of thousand pieces..
Its hard for me to put the pieces together... Almost impossible I might say...
Even if I succeed, it won't be the same again...
disfigure... ugly... messy...
life is so hard when we still live in the past
dunno how to let it go... *sigh again
1 comment:
its hard to say....but have to try to forget.. it always not b the same everyday, everytime, every moment, but we have relise, we also got weakness...we also do wrong thing, way to happy is accept everything... yes or know.. have to
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