When to the sessions of sweet silence thought
I summon up remembrance of things past
I sigh the lack a thing I sought,
And old woes new wail my dear time's waste.
-Shakespeare
I never think that I'll come up to this stage...darkness. I used to be happy.
I'm nurtured in a complete, happy family. I really missed the time when I was in a happy family. A loving mother, supportive father and a cute sib. How I wish I could turn back the times. I agree when one said that there is no greater sorrow than to recall, in misery, the time when we were happy.
And these memories keep on crushing me a those falls on my heart.
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