These stories were just trash thrown by someone who couldn't get rid of her sorrow. I told you that it is a journey of dark-road traveller. The road was dark like an endless tunnel. The road was complicated like a labyrinth. I wished you knew about the feeling of finding a pair of lights.
Once you asked me when my eyes were seen empty whether I had something to tell or not. I had. But it's all about you. How could I tell you that?
The dawn came and hugged me like it didn't let me to sleep. But I loved sleeping. I could forget about you for 8 hours, except I dreamt about you. The fact that I should wake up and live my life sometimes made me exhausted. I should've been grateful of this second life, so I must do what I must do.
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I should get out from this road. I should find another road that lead me to the endless happiness. I knew that were no endless happiness, but at least, I saw the lights that truly came to me and lead my way.
The lights I saw before were dimmed by the owner since he didn't choose me. Although I did anything to make him stay, he just wouldn't. Tragedy . Why should I be here?
I wanted to get all the love you've almost given me. That's why I got jealous. But how could I tell you? Would you accept it? Would you stay? You'd leave. I knew.
The dawn didn't give me any answer. I got sadder and closed. The dawn didn't allow me to understand, or it's just me who didn't want to understand?
