I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till i drop. This is the night, what it does to you. ~ Karuac
…his absence ached to my core . His peculiarity, incomparable with any other being, held me captive. My life passes inbetween torturous waiting and euphoric moments all because of him. Perhaps this is what happens when love plays favorites.
Appreciate the seasons, but let them pass. It’s a wonderful life not despite of its end but because of it.