It was a damp afternoon, you’ve told me before these two simple words “never again”, but you didn’t keep your promise. The water droplets splattered upon the ground, upon my shirt. Your eyes looked longingly into mine, you looked down. Ashamed, egregious, disappointed? I looked up, felt the shock from the top of my head down…
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Do you believe in second chances?
I’d like to think that second chances exist, or at least, from my side of the story. Not sure what prompted me to speak about this topic but recently I’ve met up with a few friends and some nostalgic feelings came back. Not entirely sure what provoked these and if these are feelings of rekindling…
The Sh-Bang 