Good Morning

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Tonight, 

I saw a post about a bird-lover that lost her loved one and I am wondering--

why would He send something--to a person that is so much important

but in the end, He will break their hearts by making them feel butterflies in their stomach,

just thinking that, they did not expect what happened will surely break their hopes.

And just like that, I am scared,

scared of being a protagonist,

scared of falling inlove with my enemies,

just like that,

I want to get out in this reality being a human--

I wanted to fly,

I wanted to fly with the ocean waves and feel the cold breeze of wind.

As much as I wanted to do all of these, I am starting to get scared,

scared by the things that are not meant to be mine,

And so, I begged from my heart,

'Let me fall, oh-god, as long as falling for someone smell like new-book..'

'Someone who will make me cry but will wipe all my tears by his hand..'

'Let me fall, oh-god, as long as falling for someone feels like seven every morning..'

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