Past or cycles

Every day I live it all.
The pain.
The love and happiness.
The hate.
And the things I want to say.

And then I change my mind,
and I believe,
everything is alright.
But the same keeps happening.
Again.

I don’t know
if it’s truly fine…
I feel at peace
and more complete than ever.

Maybe all that is happening is
that I finally feel,
and feelings are like that:
ever-changing, ever-present.

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