“With all your heart, forgive him, FORGIVE YOURSELF and let him go. With all your heart, ask for grace, let go. Watch the beat of day pass into the cool night. Let go.” —eat, pray, love
What ifs and uncertainties makes you ponder on the possibilities. And just when you thought that there are possibilities, they are frustrated by the truth. Fuck this syndrome. I think too much. Time please come fast.
“saw you down town singing the blues. it’s time to face the music, I’m no longer your muse” —the one that got away