I almost forgot that the month of hearts has finally started. I have so much in my mind,and my heart is still drowning in impossible hopes.
Sometimes I wish I never changed.
The old me may not be strong,but was effortlessly hard. The old me may not be real,but was adequately indestructible. The old me may not have the faith but was absolutely unbreakable.
Today,I miss the old tough me.
Maybe starting old is all I need to start anew.
Just maybe.
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