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Do you know why it's hard to say goodbye? Because we afraid if our memories might not be able to remember them, rightly. The fact is, goodbye means good. No matter how hard.
~Aurora Esterlia

#nowplaying Nature Boy - David Bowie

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July's face was pale. Her face was wet with her own tears. She was sitting on the waiting chair, in front of the morgue room of St. Angel Hospital. Her whole body was shaking. Her eyes seemed seeing a lot of things when she's even alone that time. It's a cold and silence. Her body was wrapping by the lime-green blanket. She kept cry, but she's pretty. Someone came out from the morgue room. A slide door whispered. Suddenly, July had a move with her face and looked who's coming. A man with a formal suit. His face also looked pale. More pale than July's. He walked out from the room, passed where July sit. He kept walk and July more cried out loud. And July's cry made him stop to walk. "It was you...." He whispered. "It was you, July. Who was with her at the last time, right?" "It's not me." July kept crying. "I was with Lincoln at the living room and then I asked him to wait.. something crowd voice came out from the clos…

New Page

I'm glad to open a new page. I don't think it's a wrong thing to make a fresh start several times.

It could be things that people always afraid of. I wish I can say I'm not afraid. But, I'm afraid, too. It's not easy to put things you've been lived left behind. Not even today.

But, I can live without them, too.