Usually when I come back from an injury, I have my rhythm back.

its amazing how at one point in our lives, we will be extremely close with someone and then later we will turn out to be a complete stranger, strange isnt it? passing by each other without a word, without a single acknowledging look. and this particular person who once knew you so well, know your everything, your fears, your dreams and your past is walking right pass you seeing right through you.

love those who treat you well, forget about those that don't cause they arent worth it.
because everything happens for a reason
they promised they would but its all plain white lies

and i came to realise sometimes in life if you had tried your best, and did what you can do
its enough. this would be the first and last, it will not happen again cause its hurts, a deep stab through it and now its has died.