Letting go hurts less than holding onto 🍃
I know you feel alone,
thinking there’ll be none to mourn,
your death. It’s not the end,
just another road with a bend.
Trust me, you’ll be fine one day,
Walkin’ on moonlight and sun’s ray.
Have faith. Have hope. Believe. ♥
Stop crossing oceans for people who wouldn’t even jump puddles for you.
As she strides along the road late in the night, she realises that there’s something more to the silence and midnight sky.
She was lost like a fire that was struggling to burn a little brighter. Somehow, the dark, mysterious clouds and violet sky gave her more pleasure than any other.
She always said it felt like home.
She was one of a kind – mysterious, low-key, captivating every soul her eyes met. Always in her own little world that she hardly spoke about, feeling like she never belong anywhere.
Was she sad¿?
She always denied, failing to realise her cold eyes meant something more. She was lost and she knew it too. Too scared to own it all and built a wall so high, never letting anyone break in.
People saw only the cold rage in her but failed to notice a never-ending sky, so beautiful with shinning stars and moonlight that dazzled on her heart.
All she had to do was break free, but with the ironic battle between her mind and heart, she felt lost and defeated. But pretty soon she realised that life isn’t a smooth sail and shouldn’t let it keep her down. Atleast not anymore.
With an intense urge to break free,she burst into a trillion stars into the neverending sky and waits to fall for the one who wishes upon her.
★ They say every atom in our body was once a part of star. Maybe she wasn’t leaving, maybe she’s just going home ★
Someone asked me if I was sad the other day. I said no and I know I was being honest. I can still smile on my birthday and when I pass the test that I was certain I’d fail.
“So I’m not sad, but I can’t say I’m happy either.”
Someday, we’ll forget the hurt, the reason we cried and who caused us pain.
We will finally realise that the secret of being free is not revenge, but letting things unfold in their own way and own time.
After all, what matters is not the first, but the last chapter of our life which shows how well we ran the race.
I want to go on a road trip someday. Alone or with people I love. I want to get away. Explore places. Stop a lot to just admire the view. Visit museums and try out coffee shops. Listen to music while driving. Have a camera. Take pretty pictures of the sunrise. Take pictures of myself. Run through a forest. Chase fog. Chase sun. Spend hours on a field making flower crowns. Buy souvenirs. Feel wind in my hair. Meet people. Take time to observe. I want to make memories. I want to feel alive 😊