Take care of yourself.
And in his eyes
You’ll see the candid stars
Falling for you and only at you.
I can feel
Isn’t that in itself
A kind of presence?
So, Cmon let it go.
Life goes on and although you may fail to realise this now, but one day everything will make sense. Everything!
The emptiness we hide. You know it, right?
At times. It happens, though, its actually all right. It might actually be.
I’ll pluck them one at a time.