before the iron turns cold

if there is one thing i've learnt about myself from this embryonic semester (wrestled from last semester) is that my affection once lost, is lost forever. once i break free from that cyclic circle of rising & falling, there is truly no turning back: i will only pursue and accept the things i think i deserve. 

(also i have been so busy this january i haven't had proper time to sit down & complete the remaining twelve of my previous post - perhaps after this weekend)