Preserve your memory, that's all that's left of me.
Sometimes you push yourself too hard trying to fix many things that people say that you can't fix.
They say you can't mend this. This is beyond repair. Leave it be. Let it pass.
You push yourself to beyond your limit simply because you believe.
Faith and belief have brought you there.
You tried hard.
You tried.
You alone.
And then, you finally did it. Everything seems to fall into place.
You mended well. You repaired marvelously. You fixed splendidly.
And they cheered but they left.
And they thanked but they ignored.
How would you feel?
If you was me, I'd stop.
I know I would've stop trying.
I know I should've ignored.
I know I could've let it pass.
But you, you never stop trying. You keep on going.
They tried to break you down. You keep on trying.
One day, they left you with a goodnight.
That was the moment I realized, I had become you.
Until then.
You and I are different characters.
footnote: Resisting the strong urge to ignore and most importantly, to swear uncontrollably.
