People can be so ironic. One turn away might really mean a lifetime apart. We promised forever, then somehow drifted apart. Our friendship could withstand storms, but not the ordinary days. We weathered the storm together, then went our separate ways once the skies cleared.
People are always sighing over time, hoping that someday years from now we'll make up, embrace when we meet again, and laugh foolishly as we cry and playfully pound on each other. But...
So many times, I've imagined that if you had never appeared in my life, perhaps I wouldn't be drowning in guilt now, wouldn't hate myself so much for breaking my promise. But that's how the world is. After showing you warmth, fate always plunges a merciless knife into your back, leaving you in agony.
I can't remember anymore whether time or something else was to blame for our tragedy.
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The day I had a fight with my boyfriend. You send me a message. "No matter what, I will always be by your side." That's enough, isn't it?
Feelings are like this, we must learn to accept it and forget it