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time has really flew by fast. it has been a year. could things have been different had i did something else back then? could i have saved myself from all the things i did to myself ever since? could i have been a much happier, different person, had i not done what i did? tell me, please. i really want to know. do you still know anything about me?

looking back, i feel like a fool. nothing in this world could and should have been trusted. but when i did, i got back all the things i never wanted to have, ever. a broken mind, a warped reality and crying, hoping that it was all just a dream. but it was not. and all it took was just a few words. and as people always say, the pen is mightier than the sword. but this was not even a pen. it was an illumination of tiny little lights that shone onto a flat plane through a liquid crystal display. technology pulls people close, and then it rips them apart.

no one can ever really leave your life, they always leave a small part of them in you was one thing i always remembered. it used to be something that comforted me. now, i see it as yet another reason for me to curl up and just die. it was a lie. i have people leaving my life and taking entireties of what used to be me, with them.

you became the very thing you swore to destroy. but who am i to blame but myself? at the end of the day, we were still two worlds apart, no matter how similar we were. opposites attract, but what is it if the distance is just too far to go? i chased after you, but you kept running. away from me. at the end of the day, i was left screaming, wishing that i could hit a reset button. take me back to when i first met you, so that i can redo everything i did up till this point. was all i thought. at the end of the day, the memories that i once thought i would keep in my mind forever became memories that i was dying to burn and destroy, but i could not bear to. and one day, i would see you out there, and i would still ask myself if i could have done something different. would there have been a happy ending? or were we now parallel lines after an intersection?

man, was that intersection huge on my line.

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