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Anyway... (Caption) The agony is not when you

Anyway...


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 The agony is not when you are let down by the person you love, but when you have all the reasons to loathe that person but you just keep on loving them, in hopes. And how it goes on attaining depths.

It took me almost 4 years to decide on a career. I was of the opinion that that was the toughest phase for me, a phase when you just keep on running without having a direction, until this bridge came into the way. The only way to cross through and one of a good deal of things I've always been afraid of.

I have lived you for a decade now. I laughed through every mile I crossed. I thought I knew art. I don't know how to chase butterflies now. I don't even know how to cry. Maybe someday, someone would teach me, the art of crying and the art of letting go, yet holding it all.

Perhaps, someone filled with the liquid the galaxy is made of, the serenity the ocean longs for, the void universe COULD love, the philanthropy God made someday and somehow forgot would teach me, the art of freedom.
Anyway...


(Caption)


 The agony is not when you are let down by the person you love, but when you have all the reasons to loathe that person but you just keep on loving them, in hopes. And how it goes on attaining depths.

It took me almost 4 years to decide on a career. I was of the opinion that that was the toughest phase for me, a phase when you just keep on running without having a direction, until this bridge came into the way. The only way to cross through and one of a good deal of things I've always been afraid of.

I have lived you for a decade now. I laughed through every mile I crossed. I thought I knew art. I don't know how to chase butterflies now. I don't even know how to cry. Maybe someday, someone would teach me, the art of crying and the art of letting go, yet holding it all.

Perhaps, someone filled with the liquid the galaxy is made of, the serenity the ocean longs for, the void universe COULD love, the philanthropy God made someday and somehow forgot would teach me, the art of freedom.
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The agony is not when you are let down by the person you love, but when you have all the reasons to loathe that person but you just keep on loving them, in hopes. And how it goes on attaining depths. It took me almost 4 years to decide on a career. I was of the opinion that that was the toughest phase for me, a phase when you just keep on running without having a direction, until this bridge came into the way. The only way to cross through and one of a good deal of things I've always been afraid of. I have lived you for a decade now. I laughed through every mile I crossed. I thought I knew art. I don't know how to chase butterflies now. I don't even know how to cry. Maybe someday, someone would teach me, the art of crying and the art of letting go, yet holding it all. Perhaps, someone filled with the liquid the galaxy is made of, the serenity the ocean longs for, the void universe COULD love, the philanthropy God made someday and somehow forgot would teach me, the art of freedom. #yqbaba #hmm