
im losing myself in the ectasy of the pass. im not holding myself back in the present, i want to know how it feels like again, relive the moment. everything's moving too fast, or maybe im moving too fast. no doubt, no time to waste ,waking up with tears wasnt exactly expected. the worries didnt represent the tears, but it represented a why? the question is do i miss you that much ? realistically, i dont feel it, in fantasies , perhaps i do.pull me back someone
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i found this in one of my oldest post. weird aint it, i feel exactly the same 3-4 years ago. .
there's somethings in life which are inevitable.
many times, when my pride is hurt
the ego turns defensive and absurd,
a silent anger
a simmering resentment
fuming, fuming, fuming deep in me
many times, when my attachment is threatneded,
the 'I' feels the pang of loss
a silent confusing
a growing misery
clinging, clinging and clinging on to me
i have still a long, long way to go
yet short.
if i just let go
yes ,simply letting go.
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