We've been growing apart since we parted ways: you tried to paint on a clean canvas and put the once beautiful painting aside to gather dust. It was a beautiful painting of the sunset by the sea.
Everyday I feel like a coconut floating in open sea waiting for the current to bring me to the beach where I would take root and grow into a strong tree that can withstand storms.
Until now I do not know when I would see that beach. All I see now would be the abyss below me.
Tomorrow I know i won't look forward that much in spending time playing in open water. I easily get tired of the endless charades with the creatures of the deep -- their only intention is to distract me from treading.
1 comment:
well, let me distract you a bit, just enough to say "hi" ^_^
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