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I had a long journey traveling the world of both lies and truths. I learned to discern what is real from what is fake. I've seen the things people failed to see and I've heard the voices others refused to hear.
Until one day, the echo came back to find me after the long years of silence. You are that echo. You are the past I once tried to forget. You are the nightmare I wished I never had.
"Sorry" —this was the word you said when we saw each other. No hello's. No hi's. Just an apology. I thought sorry was made to heal those who are broken but why does when you said sorry, I bleed for even more?
