Just when I thought I can build my world around you.
And you proved me wrong.
Nothing in your words to hint such.
And it was a mistake.
Just when I thought I can build my world around you.
And it simply is not the case.
For me to spill my guts all over you.
Again, it will be a mistake.
Just when I thought I can build my world around you.
And that is not what I saw.
You are into someone else perhaps.
And, I am a mistake.
Just when I thought I can build my world around you.
Just so I thought.
This is me and this is what I feel. This is me and this is what I think. This is me and this is what I breathe. This is me and this is what I live. This is me and this is my Sanctuary.
My Sanctuary...
Life is always bound to be painful and joyful, can be filled with sadness or happiness, and at some point, despair or hope. My life, just like anyone else is no excuse for every malady this world has to offer. And so, I offer myself a recluse, a place to hibernate, to recoil...A Sanctuary...and this is my Sanctuary...
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