It was always difficult for me to accept the changes that took place in my life.
I couldn't accept it that things were never going to go back to what they used to be.
I always took things for granted. I thought, if i would capture everything in my fist then it wouldn't go away.
But I was wrong.
I never realised that my hold was loosening. It became so loose that slowly, things were slipping from my fingers and I was too busy to take a glance and tighten my fist.
And now that things have changed and everything is gone, i only mourn for my loss.
I tried. I tried to compromise. But...
I'm tired of trying. I'm tired of doing the not-so-sufficient 'hard work'.
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Felicitations | ✔
PoetryPoems and thoughts that come across my mind. This book comprises some messed up thoughts. My good side and the worst side. Mostly the latter. So dont judge just read.
