Monday, July 4, 2016

Note 5:

Sometimes someone hurts you so bad that it stops hurting at all.
The pain becomes as easy to bear as breathing. You don't even feel it but it's happening. You're fighting without realizing.
Everything seems normal. Nothing touches you. Neither the rains, nor the coffee or the music.
But it feels right. You feel you are home. Because that's what your inner home is used to be.

No thoughts.

And then you feel it. You hear yourself breathing.. again!

1 comment:

  1. sometimes, things are just not meant to be. sometimes, that's good and that good reflects with time.


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