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

About It

I hate it.
A thing without explanations and tortured me without warnings.
I hate it.
For some reasons I should listen but when I won't, they starts hurting me.
I hate it.
To be care without reasons, but when I ask for help they playing with words.
What is this thing called?

To leave them behind made them sad.
Is this because I'm someone for them?

Well, now, I know, it just never treat the same sweet word used promise before. A pitiful, like I do.


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