Back to My Own Root

In early 2014, I made a promise.

3 nights ago, it became an utter failure.

Then I realized, I've been stupid all this time.

I am broken again.

It is an impossible vow.

It is not the solution.

If I can't feel broken, then I will become inhuman.

The answer is not to avoid the feeling...

but to recover as soon as possible.

That always been my main principle.

That's how I become strong.

No matter how many times you fall, you must get up again.

If life is a marathon, then love is a never ending impromptu.

And I am still not afraid.