Death. It’s the only certain thing in life but we just don’t know when. But I treat it like it is a long way ahead, waiting for me patiently. Maybe it won’t.
Since I’m unable to say that I care so much about YOU, it hurts.
I should keep it buried inside and that no good will come out of re-living the past. I deserve to be happy.
I can’t seem to settle down anywhere.
Don’t settle for anything less. I’m trying hard not to.
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