Sometimes life is perpetually the calm before the storm.
Everything can be fine,
peaceful silences, and
glowing sunsets
but you always feel that tug of regret,
for what is yet to come.
Living life in this state of unknown
can grind you down to the bone.
Can make even the most familiar of places,
not feel like home
anymore.
Jan 13, 2019
Jan 13, 2019 at 12:02 PM UTC
Sometimes life is perpetually the calm before the storm.
Everything can be fine,
peaceful silences, and
glowing sunsets
but you always feel that tug of regret,
for what is yet to come.
Living life in this state of unknown
can grind you down to the bone.
Can make even the most familiar of places,
not feel like home
anymore.
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