Everyone picks up the pieces and moves ahead with their lives. But then, there are a few perhaps like us who in spite of moving ahead with a great speed sometimes just want to throw down a piece and brood a while…like was in people, we have a great love-hate relationship with our memories….we love the good memories but then it is precisely those memories that make us sad…
Sometimes we go back to the same places to revisit the past….actually, before you start off, there is hope….no the past could still be intact…going back and picking up is apparently simple.
But going there is realizing that past is actually past is the most painful part…because you end up getting hurt again…AND the HOPE dies too…
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