Life exists in small things..
Things which tie us with a string.
We never remain the same throughout..
As it is our character to doubt..
But to be infinite in the moment..
You need to fix that dent.
So that life will see you through your eyes..
And let you know where it actually lies.
So let go off of the string for once..
And don’t feel its absence..
Go crazy and feel careless..
And you will see the path is endless.