I cherish the loop of course bits that I may found inside you. I hope to never forget those peonies that I picked whenever you're around. I hope you never abandon yourself if you ever found a labyrinth inside your mind. I hope you'll find a path that leads to the light that you will absorb and scatter.
Life may bring a lot to handle but there are things to remember.
To never forget to plow the fields even an ounce of rain will never fall.
To never forget the light that still shines from the moon even if it is dull.
Never neglect yourself even when they did.
Never internalize too much because they made you to.
Never forget to draw your way out of a mess.
Never forget that chances will never lack if it comes from yourself.
Never forget that a peony I picked from you is the day that I chose to love spring.
A seedling may or may never grow but the hope for it to survive will be engraved in my heart.
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Peonies bloomed in his garden
ActionDedicated to between maybe's and don'ts. friends, lovers, or nothing. (BOOK FINISHED)
