Taming the Green
Senses calmed by the familiar smell of Sampoerna, Mind freshened by the cold night wind of Tasmania…
Love looking at the night sky blanketed by the million twinkling stars, whilst the thoughts wander about random stuffs…
The NEW will always REPLACE the OLD
Birth is the replacement for Death…supposedly…
Everything happens for a reason…right? Only the time can tell what is the reason.
The death of a relationship gives birth to an experience learned…The death of a love one gives birth to a myriad of new feelings…The sense of loss, sadness, grievances…acceptance finally? When?
Never did like changes especially when comfortable with the current…Not all changes are bad though…All good and bad things must or will come to an end…There is no permanence in anything…
The green is still blinking but it is getting dimmer and dimmer…
Don’t want to be burdened by this useless emotion…
Giving one’s best does not mean expecting or getting the best from others..
Green…green…please go away…
You are making me a unhappy person when I am not supposed to be
