When I was a little girl, and i came across songs or poems or paintings tht were named "untitled" i didnt quite understand as to why the writer would not well, give them a title. and as i grew up, to come to the stage in life whn i can say tht i know SUM parts of life, i understand tht life is not a book, or a favourite paragraph, tht we can just entitle... sometimes the things tht happen in our lives are so bizzare that they cannot be entitled at all... and thus, parts of our lives become untitled...
Usually these parts of life are either full of immense pain or are brimming with joy... and the memories are so vivid tht we cant name them.. nothing cn make us go back to the exact moment and no matter how many times u say to urself "DEJA-VU!"... nothin is the same, innit? and nothin can be titled..
MAGIC is what we all are looking for in our lives, but if we try to keep it and hold it in our hands, we will lose it....
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