In the haste of living our life every moment, we skip the moments filled with life behind. In the haste of finding success, we leave the small but important achievements behind. In haste of moving ahead of everyone, we leave our companions and support, behind. In the haste of finding the Mr Right, We fail to acknowledge the Mr “Right Now” around. In haste of making things right, we often forget to skip the wrongs in our life.
Funny whenever we are at acme of situations, there is always something to look back and regret. Whenever we hold something important instead of pride, we experience a void for the absence of what we left behind. Every time I get associated with a relationship, success, companions in life a part of my heart serves to it completely, as I am an extremist in many matters. Later, when broken, failed or damaged, although my resilience makes me move forward after the loss, it feels that a part of my heart is left behind in that moment of grim.
Surrounded by the most great full luxuries, parents, partner, and friends in my life and enjoying the success long due. As he holds my hand with immense love in his sight, he can feel the void of missing pieces in my heart, though long forgotten and well ignored, they still needles at times of great euphoria. Whenever I laugh and celebrate the moments of life there is piece of me stuck in mourning the loss, whenever I smile with all my heart there is a curve beneath the laugh lines embedded to feel the pain of the void.
Written By: A Thinker
Funny whenever we are at acme of situations, there is always something to look back and regret. Whenever we hold something important instead of pride, we experience a void for the absence of what we left behind. Every time I get associated with a relationship, success, companions in life a part of my heart serves to it completely, as I am an extremist in many matters. Later, when broken, failed or damaged, although my resilience makes me move forward after the loss, it feels that a part of my heart is left behind in that moment of grim.
Surrounded by the most great full luxuries, parents, partner, and friends in my life and enjoying the success long due. As he holds my hand with immense love in his sight, he can feel the void of missing pieces in my heart, though long forgotten and well ignored, they still needles at times of great euphoria. Whenever I laugh and celebrate the moments of life there is piece of me stuck in mourning the loss, whenever I smile with all my heart there is a curve beneath the laugh lines embedded to feel the pain of the void.
Written By: A Thinker
