Said... Unsaid

Few words of wisdom

Why do i choose to put up with an old habit of mine, embracing people and memories.

Past can be made a past, without risking it to become far stretched, drab relationship.

I have tried zillion times to collect the fallen petals and make it look prettier, natural, alive and fragrant enough.

Really? How mythical and fairy tale are my thoughts when life comes into picture.

Am nobody to plan and sketch my life map and am the most insignificant one to clasp love in my palms, saving it for the rest.

Sometimes longing and hopes are a known outcome, listen to it, validate yourself and grow beyond.

Reviews

[Onlyme]

A really nice read, thank you for sharing.