One night the moon said to me,
"if she makes you cry,
why don't you leave her?"
I turned to the moon and asked,
"Moon, will you ever leave your sky?"
Some years back, someone said this to me. I don't know whether she's reading this right now.
I kept this journal in JC. Filled it with my feelings and thoughts. I picked it up and read it just now. In some ways, I have changed, for better or for worse. In some ways, I am still the same. I still have the same beliefs. Each year, I wrote down all the sms-es that people sent on my birthday in the book - my 17th, 18th, 19th and 20th. I don't know where I kept my 21st. My 22nd birthday wishes are still stored in my phone. Oh, my 21st birthday wishes are still in my old phone. I looked at the names, there were a number, who continously wished me for 6 years. :) I read the birthday wishes received when I was 18. 18! I am 22 years old now. Time really flies. Too fast in fact. Too fast. Too fast. I still have the habit of keeping sms-es.
Will you want to show your journal to anyone?
