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Letter to 2012



Dear..er..insensitive 2012,

As i look back at you
I wanna say am thankful ..
Thanks for being rough..
I mean thanks for testing my patience..
Ofcourse i lost my cool many times
But still thanks for letting me know i don't have any patience
Thanks for making me realize..
Love is not as it always seems to be in movies
Thanks for letting me know
Mistakes teach  us how to do things right the next time
Thanks for the suffering
As i used to be a high and crazy head all times
For opening my eyes to the clever world
Thanks to help me be aware
Aware of the rude people out there
And aware of the fact
i should never trust anyone at once
Thanks for letting me know
Its wrong for you to be nice all times
Its too bad for you to forgive people everytime
too bad because people tend to walk over you
And that you have to stand up for yourself too..
Thanks for bringing the change
Change which made me a bit stronger
Stronger to face the harsh realities
which i would now be able to face easily ahead
as what people say is never always true
Plus they have the egoes we need to face too
As the way people behave are not always their true colors..
Thanks for adding some beautiful ..different experiences on my single side
Thanks for making me realize the importance of best friends we have in life
Thanks for letting me know who i really am..
And thanks for teaching me how to be happy alone
when everyone who said they ll be there are gone..



Yes, AM sorry too
Am sorry to all those who i have hurt unintentionally
And am sorry for all my flicker-minded decisions
And am sorry that i said you are the worst year i have had
Well, we both know its kinda true
But here, like everybody else...
I forgive you too...

Okay Bye..






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