Waves

Our story was like that as of waves and the sea shore, I was the shore that stood in a same place waiting, while you would just come and go. waves never stay you know.

Letter to my ex.

Our story was a complicated puzzle. I left in a hurry, gathering all the pieces I could, I sat in the corner, trying to fix it, somewhere in the bottom of my heart I knew that I wouldn’t be pleased with the solved puzzle I believed what I wanted to believe and not the reality….