Unfinished


“I thought you were the kind I wanted. I wanted someone who could understand me as I was. Perhaps, it is me who did not understand that it was life – full of things we often don’t like and end up with. Things don’t go the way we want them to be. Is this all life holds for us? Maybe. Maybe not. I want this to go the way I want it to be. Forever. I feel helpless at times. But I can’t help it. No one is ready to listen to my side of story. That is why I curl up my hands, bow down my head and pray. I pray to the One who listens. After all, He is the only one who ever listened.”

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