Time flies when you need it the most. The week passed me just as fast as the wind blows sand away. Hmm.
A lot of things have been lurking in my mind lately but I admit I have been avoiding it. Now it's two in the morning and I am forced to think about it. Crap.
What do you do when your mind tells you one thing, and so does your heart?
The heart has its reasons, which the mind knows not.
What if you remember why you did something in the first place? But then you realize that sometimes some things are better left the way they are? They are no longer as precious as they used to be.
What about when you know you've changed over time, and that you've grown for the better.. But you left something behind? It's like having left your shadow at the hands of another.
Geez. Why am I at a loss for words? There are just so many emotions that I am feeling right at this moment that I have grown numb. Trying desperately to regain what it is that I have left in me. I sought the guidance of higher power, and I hope that some piece of mind shall dawn on me before the week breaks and is at its final hour.
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.









