You always see people rushing past a bush full of roses, but no one willing to stop to indulge in its aroma.
People have to stop and smell the roses, close their eyes to imagine a new horizon and spread their wings across the blue sky.
I have no idea what I'm babbling about now, but hopefully one day, I would.
Honestly, a lot has happened, many dramas involved, but, end of the day, the story will be told in the way you want it to be told. Although many things won't happen or may happen unexpectedly. As I sing a song, I bid my previous love goodbye, and hello to a new one!
Ahh, the sky is crying again, and I feel like doing it too!
♥ Breathing in every moment with you!
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♥ Youu!