love birds. they are like everywhere in november. the sweet month of november. but where are you huh?
it's funny. when two souls. when they meet. there are a possibility to be a unit. but then. somehow. there's rejection. even when the chemistry is right so right. so here they go again. searching. waiting. finding. hunting the next possibility. so where or what went wrong? i'm done waiting. hunting. finding. searching. it's a curse and i'll just deal with it. and live with it.
so it's not a sweet november. it's just the month of november.
cheers.
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