Tag: my life as a writer
I thought it would be easy to forget you, But every time the dusk arrives, I gasp for air, As the memories of you run back through my veins. … I thought it would be easy to let you go, But every time the sky looks like this, That void inside me reappear, Torturing me…
One day,When you’re big enough to understand,We will talk about everything over a cup of coffee. I’ll tell you the story about my childhood dream,About how I met your father,About the day when I found out that I was pregnant to you,Just a few days after we’re back from Norway. One day,When you’re big enough…
I see an exit sign, As my head trembles with questions. Should I leave? Should we stay? People make leaving seem easy. We make staying complicated.
Wake up every morning, As the world revealing, Unfiltered. … News after news, Slide in, Sad stories, Unfolding. … A name you know, A face you recognize, A number you can’t keep up. … As early as 6 am, You already grapple with reality, You gasp for ease, Your brain demands sanity. … But there’s…