PnP at Boat Quay beneath the romantic poetry that is being written,
a tragic prose was ended abruptly.
a case of too little, too late?
or even perhaps, an intended divine sleight of hand by Him
cruel?
i dont think so.
fated, or meant to be? definitely.
acceptance is the only route.
although my heart still bleeds.
till the next time we meet, of coz.
but whether the sentiments of the hearts remain the same, ill leave it all up to Him, and of coz, yourself.
nevertheless, im contented.
as promised, ill be giving my all in this, and there is no turning back.
;)
Pus, you have my word.
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