What once was a intimate relation means nothing to me right now..
I sometimes get surprised on my own vividness on realizing that some people just came over to my life to just put a sign and then later as time passed away as their sign with the fountain nibs washed off by the ink marks and the impressions stay by till it too get corroded by the moments of unshaken realities to follow.
Every person is so very special but yet seizes to remain special. So, one who is very vulnerable and valuable today, changes to someone who is totally unknown and becomes like a used tissue tomorrow (not because of grudge) but life makes its scoops wisely you like it or not..
I sometimes get surprised on my own vividness on realizing that some people just came over to my life to just put a sign and then later as time passed away as their sign with the fountain nibs washed off by the ink marks and the impressions stay by till it too get corroded by the moments of unshaken realities to follow.
Every person is so very special but yet seizes to remain special. So, one who is very vulnerable and valuable today, changes to someone who is totally unknown and becomes like a used tissue tomorrow (not because of grudge) but life makes its scoops wisely you like it or not..
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