The world has turned dark and dark with tear-stained eyes. A falling tear lingers like a haunting presence. Time, heavy with burdens, weakens connections. The heart, noticing the distance between trust and trust, struggles to express feelings hidden beneath pain. Amidst selfish, hardened people, progress is slow. Except for those who throw hands reaching for opportunities into the abyss, the pure-hearted must fearfully let time slip away. No one will remain for you once the chances fade, that’s why you must seek your own oxygen, just as you are. ©gopi kiran #HeartBook
