It terrifies me how the world spins like nobody’s business. Leaves turn yellow then brown and woosh they’re gone with the wind.
It’s winter time.
Again.
And in no time colorful flower buds are everywhere, the beauty of our world takes our breath once and again. Life's like changes of seasons; gloomy days always come with warm sun rays.
But being a demanding child of mother nature's, I've always hoped to travel back time to those spring-like days. Days when the future seemed hopeful, days when I felt so much alive, days I was actually happy. Its just as simple as that.And I swear I'd willingly trade just anything for those days. So I desperately pray for the impossible.
It terrifies me how the world spins like nobody’s business. Leaves turn green then yellow and woosh they’re gone with the wind..
There, it’s on repetitive mode again.
Somewhere along the way, I waved a white flag.
Goodbye fantasies, hello memories.
