December 21, 2011
“Can I talk?”
“No, you can’t. I hate talking to you.”
They live without talking to each other. Everything left unsaid. Silently kill the love in their hearts.
la mia cosiddetta vita
because there's no time like the present to write about the past. and the future.
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the writer
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Citta Parahita Widagdo
