I think I still haven't forgiven myself. I cannot. remember the events and I remember you crying, and I imagine how you must have cried for so many days and I hate and I hate and I wish I could somehow go back to redeem myself and I feel the pain in my foot and I feel I deserve this and more.
if the sky falls on my head while i am chasing butterflies, so be it
every moment, every turning point, every romantic encounter in life, has been marked with a distinct song. our frailties, dreamy encounters and setbacks are always reflected with a soundtrack- a tune which brings us back, a button that allows us to freeze time and playback all those precious moments, good or bad.
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