Human emotions are fickle, how can we throw around forever as if it's ours to give.
Maybe we live in cycles, maybe we're just the period at the end of a sentence.
A breath in the wind of a word left unsaid.
I miss when I was uncaring, forgave at a whim. Love came as easy as the words were said. Now I know, now I know.
It can be but it must be as it is. Accept for what I see, feel it.. and let it go when the time comes & Feel what comes after, for in feeling comes release from burdens unbidden.
May 23, 2025
May 23, 2025 at 12:34 PM UTC
Human emotions are fickle, how can we throw around forever as if it's ours to give.
Maybe we live in cycles, maybe we're just the period at the end of a sentence.
A breath in the wind of a word left unsaid.
I miss when I was uncaring, forgave at a whim. Love came as easy as the words were said. Now I know, now I know.
It can be but it must be as it is. Accept for what I see, feel it.. and let it go when the time comes & Feel what comes after, for in feeling comes release from burdens unbidden.