I found my heart in a daydream dealing. It was coming and going until I didn't know what kind of this feeling. I tried to calm them down but they kept denying.
Someone said that "it's the art of growing", when something can be everything then it suddenly turn into nothing.
But, dear, now I know that all I have to do is accepting. I don't have to waste much time to fix things. Because this life keeps changing, so what am I expecting? Why must I keep hoping over nothing?
Myself is just everything.
-Sal
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