Temporary, Im living the temporary. Temporary people and temporary happiness.
It feels like forever now to find true happiness.
Been mingling with different people, black or white.
I kept finding happiness from temporary people around me, all because I want to see them happy, make them happy that I forgot my own. All because I was afraid to be alone and lonely, but it didn't end that way, I still feel incomplete.
Then one day I realised that I should not rely my happiness to anybody.
So I disconnect to connect to a new world where I don't have please everybody. I moved and travel from cities to another and for the first time in forever, I feel released.
I missed my self, should have realised it early but good thing I was able to get rid of the temporary. 🧡
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