A small light, hopefully..

I don’t know what to say anymore.. the funny thing is that, you don’t know what you’re saying anymore. Let say if we ever get back together, is everything going to be the same or will there be a change? Nothing has been happening since the last time; it’s like history is just repeating itself. You tide me down, leave me out in the cold and expect me to play like nothing ever happen? I don’t know, maybe you’re just covering your tracks or just simply leading me off.
It’s seriously hurting when I stood by you all along and now I realise that it all never actually did started. Well I’ve learnt how to just forget about things easily, well same goes to you.
Family? A word that means nothing no more to me. Fate chooses your families but you choose your friends. I chose you to be my family, but what mistake it was. Nobody’s perfect. Life is full of imperfections; there is absolutely no room for perfection. That’s what I feel. If life was made perfect everyone would be the same.
Nothing would ever matter, nothing would ever change.
People change, some for the good, some for darkness.
But everyone can turn on a small light in a dark room if they try.
Forgiveness is something truly hard to do, not brothering is something different.
Trust is to earn, so as to respect. Easily broken, easily lost.