and of the things we don't say, they could be thought of like the buds that hide the best of aroma,but they never get a chance to bloom with the exodus of the spring flowers,
on a side note, i don't know why but the first thing that bopped my mind after reading this analogy was the theory of survival of the fittest. *shrug*
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letters to my ex
RomanceWhen nostalgia hits you hard, you begin telepathic communication with someone who has left you.
