"The more you hold into something, the more harder it is to let go"
like how memories that has yet opened another cryptic door in my heart, that I never knew existed, has made up an ill intention that I want to abandon immediately
vague words, eyes that held silent words, hushed whispers and bursting laughter, there was once a child who held the child in me
and while he held me, I heard the church bells echoing along the wind, it was a vivid memory I still wish I could've turned deaf
there's an ache in my heart, from these branches I never knew I've grown which pierced my skin, a harsh truth that has left me in shambles
I wasn't able to forsee the shortcomings and the things I've considered trivial and never paid heed
my emotions was torn between the forbidden emotions and the rational thinking, it was a battle of mind and heart
did I made a fool out of myself again?
wasn't I tired all these years from seeking such profound but universal feeling that has brought upon me confusion and questions half remained unanswered?
and yet why am I hoping when I know it'll never last more than the time I wish for?
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Blue Rain : The Last Rain Drops
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