So I was listening to a radio station and their topic is about something that could have been but was not able to get there. In short, almost. It was about almost lovers but never been.
Just like how I see you as my Maxon, from The Selection Series, I never had. It is sad but I am thankful as well. Maybe I am grateful with that fact because I am starting to accept that it is actually okay that we are like this. Maybe this is better for me and you. Maybe this is what we should be. Maybe we are far from getting there but that is all about it and it really is okay.
I hope I will really start to accept it.
I wish I can.
And I will try.
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Letters I'll Never Send
Phi Hư Cấuthere will always be thoughts that will remain unsaid; thoughts that will be published here instead.
