cheetan_
Fresh tears that may shed in the early days. Yearning for comfort, seeking other to blame. The unwanting pain was the cause of other yet not a single thing was meant by purpose. Time surely pass by—and by that both realize, they are just not meant for each other. Both was at ease by the bitter reality.
cheetan_
This is nothing special, out of the blue I just remembered something based on experience and decided to wrote it down.