Under Attack

A colleague asked, “Who made you stop loving?”
Person or two. Or three… or some more.

Few minutes ago, out of sheer assholery of Facebook, I was reminded.
But I don’t want to look back anymore.
Not angry nor sad, just no intention of continuously take steps backwards.
And even if my heart… my heart would want to cling to past.
No.

There’s no use looking back.

xx

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