It’s the way that you fake it. I know it’s too late.
One can never go back home, can never reclaim their youth.
But can one mend a broken heart? Can one ever truly forgive and forget?
I don’t think so.
It’s like a bloodstain on your bluejeans. No amount of love or forgiveness will ever wash that away.
Personally, I might have tolerance at best.
Happy Friday, I suppose.
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