For everything that had passed away and for what is happening now. 
This is so humble statement that I’ve ever made :
It’s always been you. 
The darkness but the light of my pain. And the pain of my stability.
You who always there, in silent but understand of everything I do, the chaos inside my head.
Maybe we don’t live each other in a romantic way, but has civilization made a great definition of what romantic is?
Oh no,
what if it’s always been him not you?
He is who stared blankly to my eyes, asking for apologize.
No he doesn’t know he did mistake, he is always right even to break the ‘soft’ heart.

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