A perfect world that isn't.
Each and every time, I have been dragged into a whirlwind of emotions. Reaching out yet reluctant.
Cowardice. I have tried shielding myself from all evil caused by pain... and wrong decisions.
Now, more regrets. In trying to protect something... everything, I destroyed almost all of it.
Yet, I am hopeful. I can still salvage most of the ruins. I can and I will.
I will... I really will.
The future. Damn that bastard who says he knows more about it than I do. All I see is uncertainty while he makes a living off of it.
I miss how things were -- having a reason to trudge through the pains... barely hanging on. When everything finally collapsed, I thought that was the end of it. So wrong was I.
I have returned. She never left anyway.
This time, I have a greater understanding of how things are. And I hope to leave better footsteps along the way.
DKNY na. Hindi na Spartan.
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