even the strongest feel weak at times. even the caregiver needs care at times. even the lover needs space at times. even the weak grow strong at times. even the stupid become smart at times. but then, when is the time? haha ok i don't know what to say so i guess i'll just run away. keeping things this way, looking from a distance makes things simpler yet sometimes it's painful. why can't i see beyond the hurt? haha i don't know.
i wish i could, and i know i would, if only, the right ppl would tide me over.
i can't. i just can't.
or maybe, i refuse. i don't want to.
maybe it's cos you've never reached your hand out to me.
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