Gray Universe
Published in
Sep 17, 2021
Sometimes the universe likes not to be cool, like the earth and its humans waiting for dusk when the horizon is sad, until the rain soaks the universe, so the heart remains eternally a feeling that is left behind.
Hope that never changes is like a feeling that is stored and organized. The hidden beauty of the heart is like a love that is waiting to be present to accompany the ocean currents with two people.
What I want is simply to rest my heart for a moment from disappointment because of the betrayal of love. Give me a little time to heal my broken heart.
Thank you for three wasted years. It has been a lesson to no longer be a rainbow without colors.
