Either I want to loosen my grip
on the tether of control
Or I want to achieve
perfectionism.
Category: literature
Lonely
More often than not
these late evenings
feels like a lump in my throat;
really hard to swallow
(P.S. The photo is clicked by me.)
Life lessons
I always look back at life
to acknowledge the progress i’ve made
But today when i look back
I notice everything has gone downhill
I guess it’s the first time i’ve realised
what progress looks like
Saudade
Do you miss me too?
Or is it just me,
missing myself?
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