Wednesday, 5 July 2017

Hope

August rains are a lot like heartbreaks. You see them coming but you are never ready for them. They both make you want to hide under the sheets. The bizarre longing for something, someone is just the same. You know the fall is now inevitable and so are the dark winter days. However when it's all over, everything shines brighter and the colors emerge again. And just when you are about to give up you know it's spring again.

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