It's hard to be the one who's always waiting. (I think I've said this one before) But it's even harder to be the one who's always left behind... To feel like you've been in the rear for a long time while the people around you seem to advance. People come and go, they say. But it's hard to feel that you only seem to watch such scenario and not a part of it. You can adjust. Or you must adjust. Because as they say, the only constant thing in the world is CHANGE. But it seems like every change has a tint of pain, and a mixture of joy and sadness. One would just hope while waiting.
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