when you feel tired and your heart just start feeling those memories again,
when you feel tired and your eyes just start tearing up again,
when you feel tired and your mind just start doubting life again.
again-
and again.
you cry,
you laugh,
you love,
you lie,
and you just want to die-
soon.
but-
that time-
when we breath for the first time in this world,
it's already a miracle-
then why we want to end this miraculous thing really soon?
why we rush?