There will come a time in your span of living when mere announcing your choices and decisions won’t matter to any one. The time will be like a sharp knife against your throat, you feel the death so near yet you are unable to make any movement to run away. Though your choices you make…
Tag: nostalgia
Longing while missing
For that which wasAnd For this that isI am in-betweenLonging for thatMissing out thisAdding that to my tomorrowI reckon I am a loserFor this i will be longing for A day it becomes that.