The End Begins

Thursday, November 7, 2013

I could feel the end approaching me. But I honestly hope it’ll just pass through me. I wish my instincts are just too suspicious and that they don’t really have a hold on this thing. I’m scared this is what I fear—the end of yet again, something that could’ve been beautiful.

I eat my words. I don’t want good byes. I don’t want this to end. At least not yet.