He asked to let go, she clinged on with tears in her eyes;
He turned a cold shoulder on her, she struggled to keep her emotions;
He left her alone, she was lost in the moment.
He turned a cold shoulder on her, she struggled to keep her emotions;
He left her alone, she was lost in the moment.
Accepting the truth was hard, but she did it anyway, containing the stabbing pain by herself. There was no shut-eye, just sitting there, lifeless and dead before physical pain overtook the emotional aches and brought her back to reality.
Maybe some things aren't right, but there it was -- her long lost smile.
She did it finally, letting go of the impossible comeback and lived her life as it is, perhaps with more consciousness. But now, there are second thoughts perhaps because somehow this is not how he wants his story to be.
The clock can't be turned back, history can't be erased. If you want to re-enter, it takes a lot more than just empty words and mind determinations.
Maybe some things aren't right, but there it was -- her long lost smile.
She did it finally, letting go of the impossible comeback and lived her life as it is, perhaps with more consciousness. But now, there are second thoughts perhaps because somehow this is not how he wants his story to be.
The clock can't be turned back, history can't be erased. If you want to re-enter, it takes a lot more than just empty words and mind determinations.
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