too late to understand

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now i clearly understand that there is always a chance.


there will always be a chance.


it only fades away when the time is right—it is finally the moment you take that chance but you let your fears defeat you instead.


that one in a million chance fades away... slowly... then gone. and then you find yourself thinking about how coward you are to let the chance pass.


but can you longer do something about it?


can you rewind the time? can you swallow your freaking pride? can you regain that chance?


NO.


reality is far from fairytale. no magic could heal it. No potion could mend it.


you cannot undo what has been done. you cannot go back to what already happened.


the only thing that you could do is to trick yourself—go back to the past, root for that foolish you, miss every chances you get, hurt yourself in the process, realize that you lost your only chance, and long to repeat everything all over again.


it's exhausting, isn't it?


now i understand.

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