Reasons



There are reasons. Reasons enough to explain. Reasons that are mere excuses. Reasons that are half-truth. Reasons that are desperate attempts of explanation. There are reasons silly or serious, real or made up.
There are reasons. So few at times, they feel unreal. Too many at times, the word sounds too familiar to be with meaning. Reasons abandon us. Reasons suffocate us.
There are reasons. Reasons to stay. Reasons to leave. Reasons that make us want to hold on. Reasons that make us let go. Reasons to say hello. Reasons to bid farewell.

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