It started with a wish to walk back to the past. and i began to hope everything would stay the same every time.
Sometimes you would find myself out of nowehere, and somehow you'd lose me again.
Cycles. Routines. You call it.
We're gonna make our fourth year next year. We somehow will find each other and lose each other again.
But i have never stopped hoping. I wouldn't stop hoping. being the same and having you the same makes it perfect.
What i love about us is that, we keep finding each other even when we have already found each other. that makes us stick together all this time.
today, we are starting over. we're still the same, we're just not in the same time we were back then.
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