"If I say that a falling petal has lived beautifully than a dead petal in between the pages of someone's diary. The falling petal has seen the beautiful world while going through ups and downs. But the dead petal lived as someone's memory. His world is nothing but someone's piece of memory. It witnessed the most beautiful world, yet it is suffocated carrying the burden of that beautiful memory. Now tell me, which one would you prefer? Which one would you like to be? I'm already living as the dead petal. Carrying the beautiful memories of someone. In fact, I'm the world of that someone."
"Whoa. You must be special."
"Is it? I guess. Well, Im always lack of choices."
"Isn't it great living as someone's memory? They will cherish you forever."
"I guess."
~Aisha
[Better Luck In Next Life]
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Better Luck in Next Life
RomanceI've become a foe to the world, entangled in the chains of my own torment. Im still breathing because I owe a person with eyes that carry a smile for me.My little half brother. But now he never smiles, not to me, not to the world. My brother wants...
