My year began with the lost of the love of my life.
It was the most heartbreaking, physically torturous, emotionally scarring, psychologically damaging event that ever happened in my life. I still remember how difficult it was to breath while it feels as if my heart is slowly tearing apart. As time passed, the pain still remains, but so is the love.
Now, as the clock continues to move towards the new year, all I want is to treasure the love and forget the rest. At the stroke of midnight, I will only think of the love we shared, the genuine happiness I felt through out the year, and hope that this is only the beginning.
Happy New Year!
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