The point is, at times I just want to be as free as a petal detached from the rose. The one that is carried away by the wind to places it has never been to.
The one that gets to live a momentarily short yet free life. The one that is not needed much, just on its own, enough and free.
Falling, not cared for not caring enough. No need for emotions, no feelings for the lack of anything, no needs, no wants, no longings, no rights, no wrongs.Read more on themindsjournal.com