Same day, same night. No progress, under construction. Im still putting back the pieces of what i am used to be. Of how contented and happy i am. Of how i smile so easily. Of how i view life optimistically. Of how i thought love will always be a wonderful feeling. Of love suppose to give happiness to me. Yes, that's how i used to be. But... but because of that one cruel night-- no scratch that. But because of that one man. I lost myself, i lost my will, i lost everything.All Rights Reserved
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