Have been staggering for quite some time, waiting patiently for the one to appear.
And now with my wore-off body, I am throwing myself into the sea of works, family and friends.
These are all I am having right now, and I am making a conclusion that, it is really hard to get someone whom we love each other.
Staggering in life, towards an unwilling opened door.
Seeing is deceiving, dreaming to be believed;
Knowing is heartache, pretending is foolish.
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