What would you do if one day you realise it's trickling away from you... just like sand in your hands. Everyday you hold on to it, and yet just like second nature, it trickles away. Like sand. Through your fingers.

Just open your hands and let it all flow?

What would you do?

And dun you think you can change anyone. That must be the silliest thought any one can have.

That feeling of helplessness. You ever felt before? When you just watch it all unfold and yet you cannot stop it. When your heart clenches and unclenches and yet you know you must carry on.

Bittersweet.

It never rains. But pours.

*feelin a tad melancholic tonight*