Every night you feel that you run out of resources but it’s just so fucking renewable the next morning like memento. You just can’t seem to remember to forget anything.
Caught me red-handed being happy to know that you actually remember.
I want to be happy. Not ended up being heartless.
When the mind; the subconscious, the one I can’t control; has done something treacherous that made me feel betrayed, can I do anything about it?
For it is just a sign, that I can’t decipher, and not that I can blame the mind, or the beholder, or the one that feel betrayed.