some ties can never be severed..
even if you had thought of it as otherwise..
for on the surface of it, it might seem as the end, but dig a little bit deeper into it, and you'll see its all there.. alive..
and for me, what I thought or rather what I took to be as 'closed' because of the absence of a proper 'close', happens not really as 'closed' as I'd thought it to be.. or, sometomes I wonder, did I really want it to close forever? do I still not rejoice every time I see that 'sign'?
so, somethings can never be severed like that.. even if it happens to be on the other side of the world.. literally that too..
come December, I'll be keeping my end of the promise, made jn January.. to that One person..
December, you'll be my witness..
even if you had thought of it as otherwise..
for on the surface of it, it might seem as the end, but dig a little bit deeper into it, and you'll see its all there.. alive..
and for me, what I thought or rather what I took to be as 'closed' because of the absence of a proper 'close', happens not really as 'closed' as I'd thought it to be.. or, sometomes I wonder, did I really want it to close forever? do I still not rejoice every time I see that 'sign'?
so, somethings can never be severed like that.. even if it happens to be on the other side of the world.. literally that too..
come December, I'll be keeping my end of the promise, made jn January.. to that One person..
December, you'll be my witness..