The downpour at dawn soaked everything, but it couldn't change a thing. The ache in her memories tormented her over and over, yet she couldn't let go. She knew her own sorrow, those memories and wasted years. The disappointments of time brought one hardship after another... Some missed chances are mistakes, and some mistakes are missed chances. Some people leave scars when they love, while others leave scars by not loving... Why is everyone who loves so earnest, and everyone who doesn't so cruel...? She wasn't heartless...
Come on, author, the writing is beautiful.
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