I was always told to "take a chance" at things and don't break nothing promised. Life is too precious and sweet to waste trying something that would never actually turned out. I guess that isn't true. After that single day that everything changed because of that few moments... Well all that is just real screwed. I remember those few moments... quite clearly. All of us were being pulled apart, each of us struggling to reach each other again. I snapped. But by then, everything just stopped. Complete silence. Our little world was broken. And dead. And I stood there alone. Surrounded by what I loved. But they were gone for good.

I guess now I really understand. I should've pushed myself I should have TAKEN A CHANCE. Then maybe things would have been different. But I'm done thinking about what could have been. Now I'm thinking about what CAN be.