o.o

raise your hand if you've ever cried reading your own thoughts lol

the evolvement of what started as an english project turned to mini journal

oh the growth

have i grown tho ?

closure

the border of dreams and reality
the border that we exist in

same but nought

different in thoughts

feelings familiar

will there ever be closure

vivid dreams as eyes closed

blurred, that glare of reality

the grasp of wind - the impossible feat

no time will tell what fate will

- that forgotten lifelike dream