Because someday, in one way or another,
you will be taken away from me,
or I,
you.
you will be taken away from me,
or I,
you.
It is inevitable.
But please understand this;
from the moment
I met you,
I stopped writing for the past.
I no longer write for the present. When
I write sad things,
I am writing for the future.
I met you,
I stopped writing for the past.
I no longer write for the present. When
I write sad things,
I am writing for the future.
- Lang Leav
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