Looking beyond the imaginary line. . .

I know the answer already. I concluded it, myself. No one needs to tell me, because it's pretty obvious isn't it.
All hopes seem bleak, but I won't fall weak. I have only myself to fall back on, and I'll take the fall as it comes. I'll come back one day, stronger than ever.














I hope I'm wrong, I pray that it's nothing but a bump on the highway to heaven. Because everything I do, you're the reason behind them.