Life is a sandstorm. No matter, which direction we run away to avoid the hurdles, the storm will adjust it's path in our direction. Just remember that the storm is you, the toughest version of you. Give into it, walk against it step by step.
The city is sleeping and it's story start to creep in The tears aren't a sacrifice, for what my love is pacified. Least, listen to the words that were never spoken and to the silence that was never broken