I realised that I had stopped doing a lot of things that I loved to do. Stuff that I really had the passion for it...not because I wanted to stop...but because I felt more pain than joy for doing it. Because it felt forced, not by my need to do it. Because every time I did it, it reminded me of the happier times, that I knew I will never get back. Hence, I stopped. But for some reason...I've been getting reminders of what I used to do and how I used to be for the past one week. Maybe it is a sign to pick up the broken pieces of my shattered dreams...Time to bring back the lost dreamer in me again...
adioz
~shakti~
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