Saturday, July 19, 2014

To love!

It is like you are playing with me. A pinch of a happy remark from you lifts me up to cloud 9. A dash of a harsh comment throws me smashing into the abyss again. It's like I am a puppet and you have now been long bored of playing with it...but you still do because you don't have a better toy. But it is not your fault. I handed over my strings to you of my own accord. I will break free...soon. Until then, enjoy the dance!