He who wants to do good knocks at the gate: he who loves finds the door open. -Rabrindranath Tagore

i sat on the sands of balok beach for a long time last night. the beach was empty. the waves brushed the shore gently. the faintest wind blew.

it brought me to a piece of the past i cherish so dearly. starlit walks hand in hand. eating ice-creams. screaming as the waves came crashing in. telling our hopes to the stars. and writing our wishes in the sand.

it was when a moment lasted forever. when i lived within dreams of the infinity.

and then it brought me back to a present. which lives but a heartbeat at a time.


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