Nothing's the same and nothing will ever be
Oh, well. Same time, same day.
As I felt the cold drip of the rain,
The memories I cherished were turned into ashes
The sunken feeling of being nothing felt nothing but pain,
That's the moment I realize how much I wasted chances.
I thought to myself. And yes, I know it may be so dramatic, may as well think of it as a less-manly phrase but I don't care. Ever since she has gone searching her life without me, that's my cue of being a nobody, of being nothing.
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Teen FictionI never knew she would have gone to love her self, know her self worth and learn to handle things differently. These compilations are all fictional-made but meant to share tons of heartaches. Different girl, different stories, different time so do h...
