Thursday, 18 August 2016

Egg

Just like an egg. The longer you boil it, the harder it gets.

Similarly, the longer you wait, the harder the heart gets. For all you know, it might even have more bruises.

I long for a holiday. A very long one. A relaxing one on my own. 

Away from the hustle and bustle of the town. Away from the heartaches and annoying surroundings.

One day maybe.

One fine day.