i am silent when whatever i say or write or do doesn't bring happiness, or is interpreted in the exact opposite manner; when i say i am pain but others take it as rejection.

so i stare at the sun and look at the drifting clouds. happy are those who can truly forget.

even this line may be misinterpreted.

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i wish we had gone for this. not to be preachy. but cos this was one of the times where i felt at peace. and connected with something larger than myself.