It is probable that every single soul in this world misses someone so dearly that they feel crippled inside. I keep a straight face while i feel the the crash of every waves of picture-esque memories we both were entangled by. Sometimes just to feel less alone, I imagine the people sitting opposite me who are pretending to be
caught up with their mundane activities, to be broken inside too. But just like me, they operate the way every human should, to be content and thankful ,and thus, the facade of their visage. I imagine them having a permanent hole in their heart too ,and then wonder if with it, can happiness resonate.
caught up with their mundane activities, to be broken inside too. But just like me, they operate the way every human should, to be content and thankful ,and thus, the facade of their visage. I imagine them having a permanent hole in their heart too ,and then wonder if with it, can happiness resonate.
