Sometimes Heart holds me, Sometimes I hold heart.
In the process of overcoming my fears, I've got another fear of seeing myself vulnerable ever again.
Thought process has changed, not the thoughts.
Losing something, getting something..Don't know getting something is not that impactful or losing is not letting me feel that happiness.
New things don't replace old ones..This hollowness has it's own beauty..
Life seems to be less vicious Maybe coz I've learnt to accept it with all it's flaws.