Doing it my way comes with so many more mistakes.
The heartache is so much deeper. Following along - I miss that safe tranquility of simple routine.
Nothing expected. Nothing regretting.
In this space I fight every moment with my confusion of heart, body and soul.
No peace for this restless heart.
I'm not sure if the kinda tired I am can be cured by a vacation...
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