ain't first, ain't last

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i  know you're tired and sick of being here. this staying of yours gives you a melancholy and you badly want to abort.

but let me first introduce my buried thoughts. this would be a cowardly confession and a bad lie, if i say i want you to run away with the midnight fireflies and sail away.

however, if that's what your heart aches for, who am i to  put a barricade with your happiness?

just like what the old adage says, “ to love is to set that someone free ”.

i pray for you to be genuinely healthy and happy, and to be successful in your own terms. this is the least that i could do, at least God knows how much i love you.