" Time is like water flowing , endless. We cheat ourselves thinking that there's always tomorrow to make a change. When in reality, tomorrow is undefined. We do not know whether we will live tomorrow . We take people for granted thinking they'll always be there and regret it once they're gone. Only those who lost someone, will know the importance of treasuring them while we can. We are not immortal, time will beat us in the end. Stop running, live it so you won't have to regret it."
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Belgium Nights
PoetryPoetical writings of a girl & her past memories. #7 in poetry 💕
