look at me now.

Wednesday 16 September 2015

every first is an end.

Do you ever just go back to the first time, and the first date loving what you remember and now, asking what went wrong? Maybe nothing did, after everything you put each other through and the effort to make it work, nothing has been. Everything works the way it's supposed to. It happened, still happening. It was meant to. Wrong is when it stops, when one takes a step back and runs to where it all begun, but without you. Wrong is when someone falls out of love because they forget you. However after everything, when it happens, it gets right again. Just now with a different story, of how it was never meant to be.

-riri-

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