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Old Times Never Come Back.
I got a lesson yesterday. When any kind of relationship something breaks, it’s never going to be the same again. Why? Because something is broken. Simple.
It’s not redundant, it’s logical. If everything was going well and something hard, important got lost, this thing that is missing will never be found. And since you can never find it anymore, you will not have it, right? Something full, something complete becomes incomplete when something, even small, is missing.
Complicated, uh? I reckon.
What do you have to do when you get it? Only live. Life keeps going, and you can’t stop because of these things. It hurts, but you have to get up.
Get up, would you start my breath?
