Starring at this ceiling makes me realize that,
1. I don't have much time,
2. Some things not meant to be,
3. Reunion is something valuable,
4. The consequences of whatever mistakes that we make leads to suffering of not just ourselves, but people around us as well.
Or maybe I should just shut up, when no one asks for my opinion.
Or maybe I should stop giving people hope and chances.
Maybe I should stop giving myself some of these too.
No. It's not meant to be so. It shouldn't be. It mustn't be. Faith, hope, love - they remains. Love never fails.
Mess, is what we are all in.
Mess, is sometimes not from ourselves.
Maybe that's why it is called a beautiful mess.
We ignore the one who adores us,
We adore the one who ignores us;
We love the one that hurts us,
We hurt the one that loves us.
Irony of life.
Iconic of you and I.
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