破碎了的東西，我不懂得如何去收拾。
破碎了，我真的會很傷心很傷心。
特別是那珍貴的。
以前嘛，總是很想去補償。反思自己那裡做錯了。如何去彌補。如何去收拾碎片可否再鑲合起來。
費神。
後來明白到，那只是放不下。
是接受不了破碎的感覺，並不是拾不得那份珍貴。因為，既然破碎了，就自然不是珍貴的了。
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So this is what I had learned, and I had learned to let go. Let go of things that do not belong to me anymore. I grieved, but I move on. I gave in to the fact that not everything meant to be a lifetime.
Yet, then, when life beckons you to pick up the pieces and perhaps mended for good, not just once, what shall you do?
A dilemma I constantly find myself in.
My question is, can broken pieces really be mended back to how it was? I don't have faith for that. Maybe it is possible, but does it worth all that effort?
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然後我發覺，我沒有從前的執著。我沒有從前那麼怕失去。屬於你的始終是屬於你；不屬於你的又何必強求。真的是不變的定律。
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Then I also realize I'm put in an opposite position. Interestingly enough, once I couldn’t understand why certain decisions were made, now I’m exactly about to do the same.
Life is a constant learning process.
有很深的感受。其實很多事情你並不是不懂，只是寧可把自己的眼睛蒙蔽，相信自己腦海中所映射出來的假象。身邊有那麼多的人和事不斷的在告訴你警惕你，然而你依舊陶醉在然自己最舒服的世界，沉溺，然後淪陷。
放不下，只是一個藉口。
你也只不過是害怕失去。竟然害怕失去那些本來就不屬於你的東西哪。多可笑。
即使自私得連夢境中都不願再看見他的臉，真的無所謂。反正這些人從來都不曾在意你的夢中有沒有自己。
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