Things happened so soon, one after another.
I spent almost all of my time to try to forget.
To forget is the easier way to mantain a temporary peaceful moment of mind.
Therefore, I never stop and re-examine what kind of lessons they taught me. Things happened and so did mistakes. I felt sorry for everything and for every single moment I wasted.
Though something really hard could detroy one person at once without leaving a chance to move on, I should have tried.
Honesty is the best policy, but this policy is really complicated. I'm not good at that, really.