That place, was where I loved you

Sometimes, wrong and right, is never too clear.

Humans are sometimes too stubborn to understand this.

We hurt the people we love searching for answers that were never existent in the first place.

Why must we draw the line between right and wrong so clearly?

Why can't black and white co-exist?

Do we really have to lose, before we learn to cherish?

We should both cherish what we have, what some of the others could never have.

We should leave everything as it is.

we fell in love like this, didn't we?

30 October 2015

Singapore