Through space and time

She never was a lover of flowers. Neither lover of weddings and happy endings. Yet, became part of her life  that gave sweet wasting smiles. She discovered many places in that particular humdrum daylight, it proved her definition of wanderlust.

'Eventually time always runs out. I don't know where all of these went too, but I understand I lost the right to know these things long ago.'

Maybe,

it's feeling like time's run out,

But the hour glass just flipped itself over again,

The sun is slowly sinking down,

But on the other side a new day awaits to begin.

If you dare to believe.

xoxo