Bloometh to bathe people with Unmeasured joy Then wither away to let other flowers spring. Tis' the circle of life. What comes, is thus replaced by a new bud which enjoyeth its share of life.
My mom once said: "Learn to be strong You will face your journey alone". Amidst everyone I realised; I am a lonely soul battling my life bravely. She was so true!— % &— % &
walking with you an endless journey admiring your intense eyes, listening to your never ending talks, forgiving your grave or silly mistakes and accepting your incorrigible version. 'Cause I am habituated to you.