Maybe it's time i admit that death is a tragic end to any story. Not everyone can have their own happy ending, not if your heart has never truly been happy.

It's quite the same; coming to realisation that you can't save someone else and coming to realisation that nobody can save you either. But we all want to be saved, we just don't know how.


It's funny how other percieve you; how they make you up in their mind. They have the talent of seeing things in you which sometimes can be a total opposite of who you really are. Sometimes i cannot blame them, because i've never made it really easy. But no corrections can ever make them see. They have made their choice. So i leave them be.