Moving on

Coming back was a mistake, the world that you thought you knew too well suddenly becomes an unfamiliar one. You drowned somewhere in their strange stare, their strange manner of talking to you. The way they laugh, the bond that you thought connects you was lost somewhere. And you don’t want to believe this. Not this one. This is like a living nightmare in a daylight, while you are still wide awake.

But you don’t have a single chance. This is for real. This is the thing that smack everyone back to reality.

Maybe coming back was a mistake.

Maybe for sure, you might lose me. I drowned somewhere, between your dreams and your pride.

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