You realize how much you've loved another
only when you've lost her.
And when you lose that person,
you lose a part of yourself too.
You keep hoping that when the time comes..
you can earn back what you've lost.
And if things won't go back to how they were..
You just keep hoping that time will change everything.
But how come time doesn't change your heart?
Even when everything has ended..
You keep coming back to the beginning.
And you keep asking yourself,
What if I loved her more?
What if I didn't fall in love?
What if I never met her?
Can I still go on?
I hope so..