"The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone."
Losing you is the becoming of myself.
T: “Hey Hey, we need to go back to Germany to sign some papers.”
S: “yeah? When? Why? … ???”
T: “We just need to go, send your material to embassy tmr. We are departing in 3 days.”
S: “What!? It’s impossible to get the visa within 2 days.”
Maybe it’s the effect of hormones, recently I cried a lot, emotionally fragile.
I feel like writing something. But I’m just exhausted. May was the busiest month of the year. Can’t believe that we made it.