Changes
Sage green used to be my favourite colour, now it’s white. I’ve got many hair colours I don’t even want to be or like anymore. Around this time ago some last year I was immensely dumb, impulsive and mostly over now I don’t know about the person I was. I used to hate ice creams a lot, but now I do. I was scared that whether there was a life or the person called home be there, but now it’s all irrelevant. Last year I was thinking would I be able to make everything work on my own or .....? I used to think about how things work against each other or they just collide to end everything. But isn’t there something about our faith and fear that holds something perfectly in place so that everything can fit together? They say some things never change, but I know that most things do.
