Everyone and everything will eventually die, their existence will sooner or later be gone, it's nothing to be remorse about. Or so I thought...
Back to five years ago, I didn't have much to be happy with and not much to cherish except for my family of course. Friends? Friendship? People would say that is something that's just easy to look for because you can even make one, though for me it's like butterflies. Beautiful, I see it almost everywhere and of course hard to have, harder to even "make" one. I wouldn't say I didn't have any though, of course I have some but a little.
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His Goodbye
Kısa HikayeJust a piece of my past c: "Everyone and everything will eventually die, their existence will sooner or later be gone, it's nothing to be remorse about. Or so I thought..."
