Everything becomes true and real when it is to it's fullest, whether it be the emotions or deeds. I've never felt any good in limiting the life, though some situations tend to oblige us to do so. The more such situations, the lesser we live. Before 7 weeks from this day, I felt like I was the happiest person on earth. Everything were going so gentle and pleasant, suddenly from the next day onwards the love of obnoxiousness showered on me. I was fitting in to a tougher dilemma, oneday everything turned to a cake and again I was allowed to float freely under the warm and bright sunlight. Then again all of a sudden I was drowned. But this time it's never like before. I let go of many great things things of and for my life. I die everyday of the regrets and gets reformed by the dreams about future. Whatever things I had to let go were unnecessary for my heart, but very much required for everyone around me now and later. But now, I indulged something which was preciously poignant. Everything and everyone else were oblivious. My heart required it, but it's gone. Painfully irrefutable. I'll be resurrected, though everything will live deep inside for it has only made me a much better person.
I'm going through hardest of times.
I haven't read for weeks and written for months. Some kind of rare pain was engulfing my heart. I feel like it is being smoked. Sometimes I don't even get the relevance of breathing. A dangerous lethargy.
Everything will get better.
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