Note to self: may you always remind yourself that you cannot hold on to things that do not matter anymore — you cannot grasp the world in just one sitting. You have the option of holding on, or you can let it go. © 2018
To the solitary bright moon
Let me tell you my not-so-short story about my love-hate relationship with work.
I stared at our picture; faded across time and sat by the edge, wishing you're alright even in time when we lose sight that changed everything, in a winter's night Just like seasons that had flown by; you and I have changed across the tides of time I'd be lying if I told you I'm … Continue reading Spring