There can never be a hello without a goodbye.

She was smart. 'till she fell in love. Had tuition today. And, just like every other tuition, my teacher told me a story. It reminded me of my vow. I'm not gonna talk about the past like some stupid emo-whiner. Like some pathetic damsel in distress. The story twanged at my heartstrings. I felt for her. It's sad, really. Yes. It cannot be trusted ever again. It's... fickle. And yeah. It's kinda a taboo topic to me. I cringe at the word actually. I only dare to venture so far as to the second best word. Tee. I'm a coward. But really. I don't want to care about that now. It's not important. Let's just wait till the adults worry. I would just close my eyes in front of them and smile inwardly to myself. Everybody has their own secret to tellkeep. :) And. I still dare not say anything.