Sometimes I feel so hopeless thinking about the love that I let go
Wondering how the future could have turn out to be
Reimagining what else I could have done
Had I stayed a bit more
What if we would have survived the sto
But I was the storm
I was the driving force
I was the one constantly keeping us happy, fighting for more such happiness
And then I stopped.
Might be because I was exhausted of giving too much to others and none myself.
And now I stopped completely.
Fell out of love.
Feels like I am growing everyday bit by bit still a space in heart left out to be loved by you.
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