lundi 10 juin 2013
Once upon a time, I had the drive to write.
Now I just sleep and walk. Sleep and walk.
I'm losing my passions, losing them to rest.
Traded rhythm for waste.
I understand that we don't (understand each other).
Yes I did enjoy it while it lasted. So what next? What now...
Let go. Learn to. Let go. Have to.
Time will hurt.
Publié par Sylvianne