Repetitive

It’s weird how things turn out in such a way
I told myself to give it up
To forget it
To try and be mutual

But in the end
The feeling is still there
There is no ending I know
There is no proper beginning as I know of for now

This is not the right way
This is not the way
I just want to talk
I just want to converse
If that is not even possible
I dun see why start at all

Going to harden up again
But yet….
There is something stopping me just now…

Review, Reflect, Rewrite, Renew

Sometimes SHI* happens

Sometimes we compare and we weigh

What is worth

What is not

What can be gained

What is loss

Many times we do things without seeking for any gain

And not only do we not get anything

We get the opposite

Many a times, it is selfless giving

But overtime, it becomes cold

Overtime it stales

It hardens

Maybe that is the best way after all…

There are steps that should be taken

No short cuts

But if starting is already a problem

Why start at all?