long way
What it seemed like an eon, just passed miserably in days.
I ran as far as I could, pretended I have put you to the back of my mind.
Nothing more would have mattered to see your name on the screen.
I thought I have been strong, but when I leave the crowd, what a paper am I.
Like a paper crumbled into a ball, unfolded again to receive joy, receive fresher inks,
to pretend I am fresh and new, then crumbled again with more folds.
More folds makes it harder to be fresh and new again.
Hard to pretend we never had a past, harder to soar high again.
The ink you left, cannot be erased.
You know how hard is that, for me?
Posted on Wednesday November 23rd
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Inspired by a friend,Mr.G
Happiness.. is not chasing after more happiness and in the end feeling unhappy about it.
Never create a dream from a memory because you will confuse it with reality.
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