For me, remembering things I should have do today isn't as good as remembering that bittersweet-flavored past. Lately, I've been remembering things, a lot. And that moments--suffocated me. Bring no good but still I can't chase them away.
You.
You.
and you.
Should have just put you, you, and you in the trash can inside my head. If one really exists, though.
I remember how things happened, I keep on thinking how fool I was. I keep ont thinking... and wondering.
Thank you. Thank you. And you, thank you.
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