– Someday, when my giant ego and your not-now-s would subside, I'd pick you up and drive you here, at this very point. It would be a long drive, and my legs might hurt with all the effort, but I know that with you, pain won't matter. Your philosophical stuff would distract me from things that I overthink and ruin moments that are worth living. With you it would be different, I know it. And you see those rocks? I promise I'd sit there without resistance while negating my neat-freak self. That day, we'd probably be functioning adults but trust me, we'd laugh our way out of those miseries. That day would be good. That day will come. That day would be a someday. And I'm afraid that, 'somedays' don't exist. #RantsAndRamblings

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