"it's like chasing the very last train, we both know it's too late."
it's been a week since we had a pretty fight.
it hurts so much, just like how people punished God during his times.
it's a holy week for everyone. a week to be solemn, to be sad, and to experience God's times.
we have to accept things. there's no such thing as happy ending.
you can't play our broken strings.