
Everything's fading. Memories slowly dying like a fire. Our memories. Our plans. Our love. Us.Gone. A year passed by,but past is still chasing me. I started to think if maybe it was all wrong. What if I'm still living in the past? Hoping she'll come back. An anchor of hope. A wanderlust she leftminside me. A love inevitable than any other thing. I'll fulfill our adventure. An adventure of hope,formed by love. Our love.All Rights Reserved
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