The Neverending Ending
POSTED AT 01:45 AM

Just when you think it's over, it isn't. So who knows when it really ends?

I don't know what's right or wrong.

The memories remain so fresh, so tender, so raw. It's like the feeling of waking up suddenly with the impression of the interrupted dream which quickly fades away. The more you try to recall it, the more the memory eludes you. It's so tantalisingly close, as if it's just beyond your fingertips, but nevertheless still out of reach.

The harder you try the deeper you fall.
Feeling: confused