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“What always happens… life,”

“Hi. It’s me. I haven’t heard from you in so long… where in the world are you now? What time is it there?”

Suddenly I remembered why we broke up, and why I had adored him in the first place; these reasons are one in the same. I remember how wonderful it felt the first time, how time stood still and nothing was ever so singular it wasn’t worth fleshing out or adding to… but I’m not sorry it’s over.

I’m not sorry I met you yesterday, and I’m not sorry we’ve got nothing else to say… other than memories from the night everything changed and turned gray.

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HELLO, ANA JONESSY is a travel, festival and lifestyle blog by Ana Jonessy, a wanderlusting Sabahan in love with all that Southeast Asia and the world have to offer. I want to be engulfed by the beauty of the wilderness and magic and kindness.

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