We are all human beings.
In this life we share tears. We share laughters. We share feelings.
We always say " I love you" to each other everyday.
But does that sentence even mean what you really want it to mean?
In every heart, there is an unseen photo that can only be seen when you heart beats faster than a bullet.
That is when the symptoms of "..cannot stop thinking about her/he" starts.
But when that photo is old enough, we neglect, we start finding, and we replace.
People say loving is beautiful. Yet, it breaks a lot of hearts.
Only those who survived hold hands.
A short paragraph of an experience that was never realized as one.
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