We heal by accepting the fact that some things are not meant to stay but that better days ahead are coming.
And as she walks away tears streaming down her face she hopes to leave colors on her wake.. And as she walks away tears streaming down her face she prays that someone will follow her.. No one did. But she left her mark. —A short poem I wrote while in a public transport queue
*notifies* "RJ commented on A LIVING PARADOX" Wow. I got nominated. To have someone to actually took time to nominate you to this Liebster Award is fulfilling; as a writer and a person. So, thank you so much, RJ! *fist bump* LIEBSTER AWARD - a chain award created by bloggers and passed on from one blogger to… Continue reading LIEBSTER AWARD
What it'd be like to be everywhere all at once; to see the world in different sets of eyes.