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two seconds,
Written at 16:39 on Saturday, July 28, 2012 | Free your thoughts? / 0 brave souls spoke out/ +FOLLOW

"It sucks when you miss that person so much that you look through old photos, old text messages, and even old statuses. And then it brings a smile back on your face, because in that moment you were brought back to before, to when everything was alright. To when the everything was complete, and you were smiling everyday. In that two seconds, that joy surged through you, and you feel happy. And then two seconds passes and the hurt rushes back in, the joy lost. The despair and hopelessness rushes in to fill the gap, and you turn away from all that, trying hard to hold back your tears. And you cant help it, because the two seconds is worth all the darkness that comes next, and that few moments of reminiscence that felt so real, is worth the world. And no matter how much sadness you know you will feel, you will always look back. Always."


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