She shivered in silence but those silences made a thousand conversations.
I was expecting someone to pick me up when I had fallen. I was searching for shoulders to cry when I had tears in my eyes, I was looking for a home when I was homeless, I was looking for warmth when my heart was frozen. But then I failed to find anyone amidst my storms. So, now I'm rising alone, walking alone, wiping my tears alone and now I am into my own self with learned realities.
There are points in your life where you find yourself going nowhere reaching nowhere, standing nowhere. You feel yourself a mess occupied in nothing and everything at the same time. You are sleepless and insomniac at the same time. But don't you think that's the point here you will rise from, fix yourself from and climb to heights of shinning brilliance. Everything changes this too will.
Every fall is a sign that you tried climbing.
