I know this is coming.
It took me so long to know and discover what happens during those unseen years.
Although time flies, it doesn't change much it seems.
The seed is yet to bloom. No crop to harvest.
How could this be with the march of time?
I am afraid to fall. I have fallen many times.
Obviously, self-help is the best remedy when you fall.
Someone could lend their hand to you but you gotta stand on your own eventually.
You 'll realise that at the end of it, there's only you and no else behind or before you.
Double happiness is akin to three wounds. I know about it. I am expecting it.
Yet, I am not ready to deal with it.
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