Tuesday, 4 February 2020

Guilty

I'm sorry for 2019. 
I'm sorry that I happened.

Love wasn't enough. The situation won, it broke US. And I used to think this is difficult but different, it would survive.

It's not I guess. 

I never gave US a second thought after that supernatural afternoon in April, didn't have an idea that it would die so soon.

I guess love is never enough, I was not enough. 
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