Tears exhausted. It all runs dry.
Though it hurt me while it welled on my
face,
It also made me feel better and light.
This is the divine irony of life.
What breaks you makes you, right?
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Like
the coffee that turns dead cold
just because you are busy flipping about life.
The same reason when you slip the marker in your book
just because you have to run elsewhere and live the drama of life.
You carry so many things around you with no reason at all
and then you pause
when nothing seems to make sense anymore.
And then you ask yourself - what’s wrong?
Then you realize - what’s right!
just because you are busy flipping about life.
The same reason when you slip the marker in your book
just because you have to run elsewhere and live the drama of life.
You carry so many things around you with no reason at all
and then you pause
when nothing seems to make sense anymore.
And then you ask yourself - what’s wrong?
Then you realize - what’s right!
What's Wrong?
What’s wrong...
…with being reckless?
When being 'reckless' means being like the wind flowing naturally and carefree.
...with living like there’s no tomorrow?
When living like ‘it’s your last day’ means being in the moment right here, right now.
…with laughing the loudest and crying the hardest?
When 'laughing and crying' means being happiest and saddest and knowing the
difference of it all.
...with not minding the time?
