Waking up well, eating well, working well and resting well. And if you sleep well after that, that's really is the best life.
Goodnight.
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Waking up well, eating well, working well and resting well. And if you sleep well after that, that's really is the best life.
Goodnight.
They say to love; is to suffer. I think over and agree, the fleeting moments spent with you is to love and the time spent apart from you, in wait is to suffer.
The world of love is bizarre, making two contradictory things as synonyms.
I miss you so much. It feels as if my heart will burst open if I long and yearn for you anymore. But I wish that this heart of mine bursts because that way you will be able to see how much you mean to me and how much I yearn for you.
You must be lonely and my existence is meaningless as I can't erase these feelings which overwhelms you. I am even more lonely and melancholic than you as I think of you.
I am angry, upset, disappointed, annoyed but these feelings of mine don't matter; what matters is, that you are happy and nothing else matters, everything else is meaningless.
If you're happy then these feelings of mine hold no significance. Have I gone crazy? Maybe! Why? Just because you're you and I am me.
You're someone who should always be happy and I am someone who always wants to see you happy. You're like snow; snow melts when time comes but while it remains it provides utmost joy.
Because you're you and I am me, hence we're we.
How much more do I have to try? I am already doing so much more than my capacity and capabilities and somehow it is still not enough. When will I ever be enough? How much more do i need to push myself? I'm tired, I'm tired of myself being too little. I will never ever be enough.
Is trading youthful innocence for worldly wisdom, worth it?
Replacing the freedom of careless tinkering with pursuit of success worth it?
Swapping the limitless horizon of curiosity for anchored shores of money and stability - worth it?
Heaven never ages; love never severs; My heart is like a net woven by yearning with thousands of untied knots, longing for you ephemerally.
The highest form of love is. 'CONSIDERATION'.
When someone thinks about how things would make you feel, pay attention to details, hold you in regard while making decisions that could affect you.
Feelings unspoken are unforgettable.
I wish you to be mine, but you were never mine, you will never be mine.
Hence, I wish to end this life, a life without you being mine.
How's the weather today is my way of saying I love you to you everyday. And I always ask how's the weather at the start of our every conversation.
I tried. I tried my best to live like others, looking at the brighter side of life, trying to be happy but in the end I couldn't escape from myself. I am not able to save myself from myself, I just can't escape from myself. Only if I wouldn't be me but someone else, I must have been normal.
Why do I always have to wait?
I am a very impatient person but yet I wait.
Why? Why? Why? Why Do I have to wait? Why?
I hope this time, I fall in love with sinners, for every saint I've ever loved has abandoned me for their gods.
I pray to never fall in love ever again and to die without hurting this much.
The weather is so nice today.
The breeze is so refreshing.
The morning is so peaceful.
So I must not be sad today.
So I must not think about dying today.
Because the weather is so nice today.
What should I mourn for?
The Lost childhood?
The Lost innocence?
The Lost happiness?
Or the lost life?
Maybe mourning was my fate but loss,
It is my destiny.