Back in ’09.

I wish I could say I feel nothing towards the people who hurt me. I wish I could erase my memory somehow and start fresh. I wish I could control my feelings and ignore the disgust and pity I feel every time I hear her name. But well, I guess there is no need to rush things. I still have time for a detour. As the saying goes :
“What’s nurtured slowly, grows well”.

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