I get tired of being the one who remembers everything. I get sick of trying to retrace things that can never be back. I'm tired of pointlessly hoping that things today could be as beautiful as yesterday. I'm sick of witnessing people leave, breaking the sturdy bonds they had. I'm sick of seeing love as it dies gradually, of seeing friendship as it withers uneventfully. How I wish I was adamant as I please but I am very much resigned to these weaknesses.

One day I'll get used to it.