Friday, November 30, 2012

Exit

It feels weird, awkward to have left the things I cherished most. And the fact that I did it, just kills me. Did I feel the pain, yes sir, more than I had imagined. Why do people have to be so complex, even if things are not fine, can't they just give a hug and tell the other person things would be fine, just hold on, have patience. I know I haven't been what you wanted me to be, but I promise I shall try. Why people give up so easily, I didn't, and they know it. Why can't someone fight for me, even a bit. I do not know, probably I'll never get to know.


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