me. myself. others. dearest. beloved. hate. melancholic. ice cream. chocolate. photography. summer-dress. (flat)shoes. beach. sunset. sunrise. pictures. books. music. sleep. walking. introvert. mobile phone. camera. love. organized. random. write. silent. talk. bed. travel. passion. kiss. food. nothing. everything. I.
Well, I sometimes think that it was my second chance. And everything was super fine. Like how second chance should be. Now I’m afraid that there will be no third chance. People never talk about the third. It always the second.
So, am I done with my chances being with you?
