The taste is not so similiar,the feel is not so strong,pain,not so sharp,this is the last chapter of betrayal.
I have watch faith fall,from high or from low,from you or from them,yet this time it is named betrayal.
She has tried and he has watched,love was anticipated yet too much was given,with or without confirmation,there was a story filled with betrayal.
Out of a desperation,I asked for mercy from God,to direct me and to save.I think i heard calls,and i think I saw the light of hope,yet it slowly vanished,vapourized,then I watched all my effort falling and broke into pieces of pain.
This is going to past.
Is it?