some memories stay happy,
some hurt like crazy.
so much that you would have wished it never existed.
but the irony is, if the sad memories did not exist in the first place, you would not know which are the happy ones.
i once said, "without sadness, there's nothing like happiness."
get away from me. the closer you are, the further i retreat.
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no matter how strong i try to be, just what are those things rolling down my cheeks?
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