a whirlpool of thoughts.
I'm back to that same old junction,
where it's honeymoon now,
but soon i will be a bitter fool.
Feels like i'm back to the start of the year,
full of tingle and cheer.
But time has told me,
a heartbreaking story repeated so many times this year.
I can no longer trust that you are different, but i will pray,
pray hard that you will differ.
An angel you are, don't change my dear.
At least, don't change without a reason,
for i'll be trying hard this season.
Still, i thank god for your existence.
I never imagined this will happen,
and i'm so blessed, with this temporary heaven.
