The time taken to decide a matter of 2 years, in just 2 nights
After the second conversation
Its ironic
A call to end began with a question of how to move forward
Its ironic
The diary entry saying everything changes today, I now know what to do
Its ironic
The one secret fear I shared you made true
Its ironic
That day I was reading lots of stories about optimism and great reliance on God; about His decisions and fate as we know it. I kept myself solid, I knew nothing could faze me. I thought I knew how to feel. I was wrong.
Maybe it is true, I'm not ready.
My services to my family
My own prayers
My own thinking
May own thoughts
Wake up buddy !
You're not bullet proof after all.
