phases

once it was there. now it isn't. once it was blooming. now it's withered. once the love was there. now it isn't. all the good things left behind. all the good things covered with dust. the main thing has gone. all the good memories become wretched remnants we don't want to touch. and all the bad memories can't make you aching at all. there's no point to bear with it.

once it was there. now it still. once it was blooming. now it's breeding. once the love was there. now it still. all the good things stay in present. all the good things grow bigger. all the good memories can make the nicest ticklish feeling. and all the bad memories become reminder about how grateful we're cause we've passed all the hardships and shitty phases in life.

-Lana-