Dear you,
At some point, you realise that nothing satisfies you, and you have no idea what you really need, what your standards are, and what pushes you away and what doesn't. Life is contradicting, and we all are full of contradictions. But the best way to live is to be in peace with all of this inside you.
I miss the sea. The different shades of blue that change the deeper you go in. I miss how my dress would move by the winds of summer, and how my eyes would fight the sun, but would still feel good about its rays.
Yours faithfully and sincerely,
N.
At some point, you realise that nothing satisfies you, and you have no idea what you really need, what your standards are, and what pushes you away and what doesn't. Life is contradicting, and we all are full of contradictions. But the best way to live is to be in peace with all of this inside you.
I miss the sea. The different shades of blue that change the deeper you go in. I miss how my dress would move by the winds of summer, and how my eyes would fight the sun, but would still feel good about its rays.
Yours faithfully and sincerely,
N.
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