She was silently staring at the horizon, in a trance, wistfully thinking.
I placed the coffee in front of her and asked, 'what are you thinking?'
She stared at me and I noticed her vacant eyes.
'Nothing', she said.
'Sometimes it's not the life that we live
But the life that we can't which
Is the reason of our heart's despair.'
I placed the coffee in front of her and asked, 'what are you thinking?'
She stared at me and I noticed her vacant eyes.
'Nothing', she said.
'Sometimes it's not the life that we live
But the life that we can't which
Is the reason of our heart's despair.'
I think most of the times, it is the life that we wish we had that makes us unhappy. Beautifully put :-)
ReplyDeleteDitto..the life that we can't!!
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