If time were to lengthen.
Delicate and most precious memories were all kept inside, as fond memories. It never seemed as if you were leaving so early. Nevertheless, time was spent fruitfully every single day, not missing a single habitual courtesy. You contribute so much and yet unrealised by many. Neither were you reluctant nor hesitant to help, you still manage to give and not cause any discomfort. You were there to help, there to give and there to do anything you can to make someone else's life better. But why didn't you realise the true meaning of lending a hand. When will you stop giving, and start taking back whats yours? People tend to overdo it and you never seem to bug them off. Don't you think they're going beyond your limits? How peculiar. You literally save people from being blustered, but how about you? Take it in and pretend nothing ever happen and go on with life. Realise that nothing in this world comes easy. Somethings aren't meant to be left alone, some things are meant to be stood up for. It may not seem overbearingly assuming, but it seems like you finally make way for yourself to alter your dreadful past. Make a change now, but for hers, it was too late.
Written with love; 4:41 pm
