Today my memory takes me back to September and that lost trip to Japan and the ache, it's enough to bring tears to my eyes. And it's not like I haven't tried to put the past behind.
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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