I always hope people will never change, so does everything.
But I realized, seasons always change, day and night come alternately, why not with people?
When every seasons come, why are they not always the same?
Sometimes I get a lot of sunlight, sometimes I also get rain every day.
People say that friends will come and go.
Promises will be made and broken.
Smile will be there and disappear.
Heart will expand and break.
Why does people always know the truth?
Why did I find it out like crazy and then cried?
Why does time not give me the second chance?
Is it too late to realize that I love roses? The white ones!!
Oh, YES!!
I AM PATHETIC.
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