people say, don't hold on to the past, cause it may haunt you.
may be that's true, partially, i'd say.
7 years almost end. i thought i'd let it go, but at times, i find myself still trying to let go. can't help from thinking what would happen otherwise..
~bcs sometimes, here, in the midst of a lonely abyss, a single joy i find, your presence in my mind. still.
[a bright day indeed, but ironically, the sun gives me headache]
