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The Girl With The Balloons

Broken heart should remain as broken. It does not need to be mend. It does not need to be reshape. It should stay scattered. It should stay in pieces. It should be remaining as memory in one’s mind.

Yet, many people offered themselves to fix what one can’t fix; and once it consumed all of their might, they left without a proper good bye and it should be left as it is.

In the world with possibilities, there is no promises for her to same as before. The only thing she could do is to let the light coming through her iris and let the visual to do the talking.

She is tired. She is frustrated. She is almost put out of hope. No man could provide the emotion that she has been longing. No man could let her guard down. No man should make her feel less than what she is now.

Chances comes in many looks; and sometimes it comes in assurance. When one come to learn, to understand, to be with, to spend time with, to explore with, to kiss with, to cuddle with, to talk with, to laugh with; it will be a never ending possibilities.

To love with.