This day, two years ago.
Everyone in this world has her/his own burden. Sometimes it’s unshared. Sometimes it seems too heavy that you will never know how much longer it will take to just explode; no more strength to hold it. Sometimes it takes a lifetime just to finally meet the right person, someone who listen. She/he probably shares the same thing with you; that’s why she/he understands. Sometimes it’s not only you yourself who share the thing; you have to give back and listen. The one with whom you share might be younger than you; and you got to be more mature.
I figured out, that someone is my cousin.
Happy 2nd year of sharing, bro. I’m not even sure that ‘happy’ is the right word to mark this day, for what we shared was bitter. However, I’m really lucky to have you. May the peace will always be in our soul.
Everyone in this world has her/his own burden. Sometimes it’s unshared. Sometimes it seems too heavy that you will never know how much longer it will take to just explode; no more strength to hold it. Sometimes it takes a lifetime just to finally meet the right person, someone who listen. She/he probably shares the same thing with you; that’s why she/he understands. Sometimes it’s not only you yourself who share the thing; you have to give back and listen. The one with whom you share might be younger than you; and you got to be more mature.
I figured out, that someone is my cousin.
Happy 2nd year of sharing, bro. I’m not even sure that ‘happy’ is the right word to mark this day, for what we shared was bitter. However, I’m really lucky to have you. May the peace will always be in our soul.
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