If there was no time, how can we define forever? ..
.. that unlike us, our luck is not ambitious
She still maintained her disposition taciturn..
.. we are all trapped in a maze called destiny
.. it might be that our reality is mocked by our dreams
Life is not short, we just start late..
Often have I wondered about us meeting again..
There was a boy named Tango..
Every fibre of which is intended by the divine..
Timeout your brain & let the feelings talk..