Bezanya, dia yang teristimewa.
This was before God's twisted humour consisted of me again. I'm the cat curiosity killed. I came across someone of the past. Bear in mind that it had nothing to do with me, this was someone else's. I thought maybe what I was feeling was exactly how I felt except that I could do better this time. Until I found out more of what I didn't sign up to know. I can't tell whether this is jealousy or bitterness. Since it didn't really surprise me to begin with. Maybe it was never really anything at all.
I could choose to not feel.