Sometimes, you have all these dreams and they could be shattered just because life throws itself at you and you have to deal with it. Sometimes, you have all these plans and because of death, they'll never come to life again.
They say you have to let the ones you love go because sometimes, that's the only way for them to be happy and free. And you try, because you know that there's no other way--but you're left with a hole in your heart and the feeling that you'll never be okay again.
But of course, you'll be. Sooner or later, you'll be.
But things will never be the same again.
Why do the ones you love have to go when you're not ready, anyway?
When exactly are you going to be ready, anyway?
Bye, Kitty. Fly in Peace. x
(May 2013 to January 30, 2014)