It's just a Chapter
They asked me about my favourite novel and I went through every possibility, even though knowing what I like; I still kept stumbling on it. I wasn't able to put my mind to one- and when I did I forgot about the another one . I still remember the feeling but I felt messed up with my thoughts; It turns into a facade memory even with your beautiful moments like that. I thought it was just trauma which we were supposed to forget but living a life out of something? I don't possibly regret . I call myself an empath I find the soul in everything but when it comes to preserving my soul? I fail at it miserably. Sometimes I think, "Oh maybe I'm just here to take care of other things.." but then I think why can't it be the other way? " Maybe I've magic in me and I was put here to give glory to other things!" I know just like the novel, I'll eventually forget the plot but at the end just one thing matters; that is what you feel throughout . I th...