While I am still recovering from a past love, it is without saying I am tired.
As healing is a journey in itself and a path of life I am walking with pride.
It is needless to say I am coming to a point, to a crossroad that I am starting to wonder if there is more to life than this.
I think, love shouldn’t be about hurt and healing.
However when it is becoming a side product, it could be interesting.
But the hurt and healing has become a standard to me.
Perhaps even of life.
I am sad about that.
As time is becoming of the essence and I need to be thinking about matters heart.
There is nothing to be wasting.
I guess, that is the same thing.
But what should I do?
Take a turn and say no more?