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There are a few things we have done in the past that we regret more often than not. Even if things seem to go with what you desire, sometimes it could've been much better if you didn't lose or push it away. I sunk in a melodramatic ramshackle that reverberates in my head, being inured for all that letdown.

It's never really a choice or something, it's a sacrifice. Behind my outcome there are reasons that were deeper than any foray wounds. It just surprised me that in the midst of all that, she haven't had any epiphanies about the stymie. It's probably for the best... unperturbed happiness doesn't come often. The person deserves it.

In the end, we move on. Although pain is never absent, we must flout it to focus on what remains in our lives. There was never an ending to our existence, hope is still there. It's a new year... a new day... a new start.